The day has been too long.
I've been waiting ,
like I do all days.
Waiting, just waiting;
waiting the moment for been alone,
completely alone.
Just me and my thoughts;
fighting for survive
or maybe, deciding when to die,
I wait the time for been alone;
cause no one could understand,
what the hell is going on.
I don’t even know,
so i cant neither explain it.
I just feel that I’m dying.
It scares me,
I not used to be this way;
but now everything change.
My mind I full of emptyness,
I spend my days thinking about nothing.
Just waiting when all this ends.
-Paola M.R.B
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:29 AM UTC
The day has been too long.
I've been waiting ,
like I do all days.
Waiting, just waiting;
waiting the moment for been alone,
completely alone.
Just me and my thoughts;
fighting for survive
or maybe, deciding when to die,
I wait the time for been alone;
cause no one could understand,
what the hell is going on.
I don’t even know,
so i cant neither explain it.
I just feel that I’m dying.
It scares me,
I not used to be this way;
but now everything change.
My mind I full of emptyness,
I spend my days thinking about nothing.
Just waiting when all this ends.
-Paola M.R.B
