So much I wish I could be saying
but my words are somewhat swaying
emptiness, sure, is a killer it eats you
up from the inside, you no longer
have a pillar
And the mind wonders, if this helpless
body could manage to do wonders, how
long would it last? If pain is something
that will remain in the past, or if this
question is something trivial to ask, how
long would it take for your emotions to blast?
When "This too shall pass" no longer rings a
bell and you realize your days of being stuck
in this hell are endless, what pulls out this heart
or keeps it from sinking? What stops this troubled
heart from thinking?
To be honest this soul is dying to chase the light
is trying so hard to put the worries behind, but
some doors just can't be shut while others are
wide open, the mind wants what it wants and
the heart is into pieces torn
