Tales of a Broken Soul (part 2)

Lost or Losing It?

I find myself crying in my bed(again)... How did this happen? Since when am I afraid of falling asleep? I don't know... But please let me die before I wake up! Because the taste of the night is smothering me and I don't wanna feel this anymore... How can a person feel so much and so little at the same? I feel too much about them but apathy has also become my friend now. Sadness rained on me when I lost her but despair came to my heart when I knew I couldn't get her back, or replace her (I never will)

I'm dying day by day (or killing myself) but it's my worthless life and it's mine to waste.

I have no more strenght in me. No more dreams or hopes. Is my soul still in me? I know my heart is because I can feel it beating when I check my vital signs... But why? And why didn't I run out of air?

5th August 08

1 comentário:

Moon Girl disse...

Hello =D

A tua vida vai mudar, não irás perder ninguém mas eu tbm acredito q nd dura para smp, tudo tem um fim!!!

Temos de ultrapassar os obstaculos da vida e com eles tornar-nos mais fortes (é o lado positivo q eu cnsg ver) ...

Força!!! <3