Empty , by SMILING DARKNESS Subscribe to rss feed for SMILING DARKNESS

I want to give up,
I want to let go.
But what will happen to me when I'm gone?
I stare blankly at the wall.
Apathetic toughts.
I don't care anymore.
My heart is just so sore.
Paralized, I cannot move.
Everyone is happy,
I'm so cold.
Everyone is moving,
I stay home.
I'd rather feel anger than boredom. 
But I hate pure joy.
My heart is not a toy.
What happens to me now?
Will tomarrow be the same?
I just don't know.
Should I let go?
Until I know,
I sit here in the dark,
All alone
Posted: 2007-12-22 20:54:35 UTC

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2007-12-25 05:33:29MissBeckyBoob
*claps* that poem was deep