Time pases, even for the lonely and the hurt. sometimes I would like time to go by even faster though, to avoid time to think about my life. And in the direction im heading. I am completely lost, with nothing. I am sorrounded by the emptiness. i have lost it all and yet here i am, living and trying to breath even though every inhale hurts so excruiciatingly. And time passes, it passes even for me.
Monday, January 11, 2010
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Heaviness may endure for a night, but joy always comes with the morning - you are not alone.
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