Loneliness enters,
I grab my pen.
Purge the feelings,
That have come again.
Another wave,
Of the wanted lost.
But it's now,
So I will pay the cost.
Always another answer,
To make it end.
But my knees,
Just don't bend.
I hear all the remedies,
Ways to make it break.
Sorry to say,
It seems a little fake.
Asking what can't be done.
It's the very core,
Of all the problems,
That invade me more.
Broken, tattered spirit,
Soul, sick and darkened.
Having thoughts,
That shouldn't be mentioned.
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