What Do I Want From Me

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Alone and forsaken my soul beings to rot in this house My eyes are full of empty promise waiting to be fulfilled Unmoving my limbs are growing useless under this collecting dust Face turned away betrayed Please do not return my heart is slowly healing I’ve spent my tears so let them rest In this underlying darkness of my soul I leave a message to my self Begging for my heart to change There it lays pasted to my soul

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March 29, 2006 18:45lost the lonely dead

its good to see someone else say the same thing, i must not be totally out to sea, then again.......well, good luck looking for an answer