I feel drained,
As if my body is a dictionary full of words I cant use to make beautiful rhymes.
Drained and empty,
As if my soul is a whisper a lover exhales when there is no one left by his side.
Empty and sad,
As if I am the death of the hope that's crushed under the pressure of the world.
Sad and dead,
As if I am not here at all.
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
I feel drained,
As if my body is a dictionary full of words I cant use to make beautiful rhymes.
Drained and empty,
As if my soul is a whisper a lover exhales when there is no one left by his side.
Empty and sad,
As if I am the death of the hope that's crushed under the pressure of the world.
Sad and dead,
As if I am not here at all.
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