I exist, yet I don't...It's an ironic feeling, I feel like I am here yet I am not...
Floating around like a body without its soul...I have no more insights to myself.
I want to sleep, go into a deep sleep and not wake.
I hope for a car to come dashing right into me so that in another world I awake...
Unsure of what it holds, but I do know for sure it will be better place.
My heart aches, aches so bad that it bleeds...
The blood so warm, so warm that it burns...
I don't know what that means, I see blood staining every spot.
I wish I could run, run like the wind...
Run strong into another place where the soul can seen.
Maybe if I send myself to a high enough floor, I could eventually fly...
Fly away to another place where I will not need to cry.
Right now, right here, I sit with a bleeding heart, in pain.
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