I feel empty,
devoided,
alone,
afraid...
My chest feels like breaking:
My eyes cry a river.
My skin pleades for release
from the storm deep inside me
As I lay down in bed
And let the dark sureound me;
I look up above to the empty space,
I see the reflection of my empty maze
Clear or red,
I don't want more rivers.
Black or white,
I just want the truth.
Please release me,
From my endless sorrow.
I cant breath
With my chest so hollow
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 10:05 PM UTC
I feel empty,
devoided,
alone,
afraid...
My chest feels like breaking:
My eyes cry a river.
My skin pleades for release
from the storm deep inside me
As I lay down in bed
And let the dark sureound me;
I look up above to the empty space,
I see the reflection of my empty maze
Clear or red,
I don't want more rivers.
Black or white,
I just want the truth.
Please release me,
From my endless sorrow.
I cant breath
With my chest so hollow
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