Missing the warmth that my heart had once known,
Don't know whether I am tired of being strong,
Or had I always been weak all along?
Waking to yet another day all the same,
Growing weary of this foolish game,
Am I flying or am I falling?
Why is it I can hear no calling?
Living in a world, neither here nor there,
Lost in oblivion without a damn care,
Is this forever or is this a phase?
Can't seem to focus, my mind is in a haze,
What are you when you're both dead and alive?
Isn't that a sorry excuse to survive?
Returning every smile, every frown with an empty gaze,
Trying to find reasons to live the rest of my days!
© kronosaphrodite
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