what have i become?
something im not?
it is not i that has changed,
but everyone around me.
i lye in this pool of life,
somehow looking forward to my time.
maybe it'll come around.
one of these days i'll fall into darkness,
six feet under..
leaving all this behind,
moving on to new life,
a better place.
anythings better than here.
lest we forget the times.
all of them being cold.
i feel empty, lonely, hollow,
naked in front of them,
taunting.
what more do u expect?
looking into the reflection.
once again i ask myself
what have i become?
love is genuine, so delicate, so morbid,
but yet so hard to understand.
love is pain.
it always hurts on the inside but sometimes the physical pain is your addiction.
love is hope.
the hope that you will never be ripped to shreds by the words of another.
love is life.
the living truth that happiness can come and go right before your very eyes.
love is death,
because it kills me to know that your so close to my heart but yet so far from my grasps.
COMMENTS
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Miss
03:18 Aug 16 2008
nice.