I'll keep on trying until my dying day ♥
I feel empty and lost. I don't know where to go or which way to turn. I don't know anything anymore. I'm just on a lonely path on my own not knowing what to do. When I don't need help I have all the aid in the world but when I need help no one's there for me but I have to be there for them. Maybe I'm just better on my own. That way I'll never feel abandoned or lost again. Where's the knight in shining armor they tell you about? Or the beautiful gown that you wear for your special day? Do they exsist still? Or does it all exsist for someone else only? Am I destined to be alone and unloved? I don't know anymore. I feel old inside though my body is young. I feel weak though my legs still carry me. I feel so dead though air still fills my lungs as I draw breath. I don't know why either. I don't know why sleep sounds so good during the day and death sounds so good during the lonely hours of the night. Why holding a knife is exhillerating or the sounds of screaming are so intoxicating. I don't even know why I bother with remembering my name or others names. Why would it matter? Why remember the past and dread the future? Or look for the light instead of hiding in the dark? Why make up lies to feel safe from the world of the dead? Why make death sound so good when it isn't? Why make life so hard? Why should love be so hard to recieve? Why should anything be so hard to recieve? Why should we still live and breathe if death seems so much better? I just don't know.
♥ I just need to know whatever has happened
The truth will free my soul ♥
The truth will free my soul ♥
