With winds of change and hatred, i feel the loneliness consume my soul. Why must i be the one who always fels this unexplainable hurt and sorrow?.
My life is shrouded in mystery; i have many questions that are awaiting answers, answers i cannot find.
My blood runs cold; my heart beats to the sound of my own misery. My life is in ruins, torn to shreds by an unseen enemy.
My own nightmares become my own hideous reality. A devilish mystery surrounds me; i have to be on my own, i cannot share any happiness or feelings of love and kindness.
What is the point in living this life, i did not choose it, i sure do not want it. I wander through life in a depressive state of mind. I do not know what path i will have to take to make my life complete.
All i know is my life will never be whole, only a lost soul while you are not by my side. My head is filled with dreams that my heart cannot grant me.
Why must i be shadowed by this vision of destruction and disorder? my eyes see what my heart does not, and my heart feels what my eyes refuse to see.
I know fate awaits me, ready to ambush and attack me at the first sign of weakness, i cannot remain strong for long why will to live grows weaker with every passing sunset.
Perhaps i should embrace my fate, maybe my suffering will then come to an end. Maybe i will be given a new life, re born to a newer world.
As i lay my sorrowed head, my veins ache from all the hurt trapped under my skin, perhaps i can rely on death to come calling for me tonight, this would be life's greatest gift to me.
If i cannot have love in my life, then death will have my love and affection. Now i close my eyes to see if i greet another saddened day, or whether my prayers have been answered and i have been taken from this sickened life i lead.
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