I feel like I've hit the end of the line -
Reached the end of the rope...
Time has stopped ticking,
And I couldn't beat the clock.
I feel so freaking lost in this crazy world -
And so very alone.
Burned out, beaten down, spit on:
CURSED
I see heat pulsing in the ice.
Why can't I find that same heat inside my soul?
Frozen solid...
I feel so dead inside.
I want to live and smile and breathe and think and love
But the world is so tough and I do not think I can stand against it alone.
I am tired of being alone.
I am tired of being depressed.
I am tired of being.
I am even too weak to pull the trigger -
Only strong enough to sit and breathe, though reluctantly.
The snow and the sun serve to confuse my already unstable mind
This April Day
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Faith, Hope, and Love - but the greatest of these is LOVE.
serena emilia
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