(Note: I wrote this in a very hollow point in my life
at the age of 19. My growth thru the last 7 years
has been astounding and I am very much a peace
with myself, ever aspect of life and death, and the
world as a whole. I just wanted to share this. Thankyou
for reading)......
I ask myself, how did I end up here?
Maybe it was lack of fear.
Stress and drama leave me so cold,
With careless acts oh so bold.
Tired weak and broken down,
My head keeps spinning round and round.
It's so hard to be alone yet hard not to feel lonely.
Searching for something but all seems so phoney.
Material things about, yet empty inside.
While faking this smile because of my pride.
With waterless tears and noiseless screams,
And trying to fulfill these unobtainable dreams.
Where do I go, what road do I take?
With such pain inside we can all relate.
In taking this time to read these words,
Can you feel my soul? I sure feel yours.
So what do I say to end this letter,
But that I know this pain won't last forever.
While its hard to live, its so easy to breath,
So smile for breathe, and love,
and all the good things we need... :)
not bad keep it up...but be more forceful there should be a beautiful violence to it, its like you're holding back...just imo what do i know...has potential but not quite there for me
