2010-06-12

Solitude Ways

I can not stand this
this feeling I thought I had lost
it's still haunting me
like something's missing
I can hear how the wind howls
while rushing trough
the massive hole in my chest
I want to lay on the floor
half dead staring at ceiling
coldness of the ground
it covers me again
and any minute now
I will collapse once more
and while staring at the ceiling
becoming all cold
I can not feel my body
only my eyes still gazes
only my thoughts still rushes
will I ever recover what I am missing?
will I ever found what I am looking for?
I can not lift my arms
will it ever come to me?
I can not move my lips
will it ever find me in silence?
I think I am fading
will it see me before it is too late?

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