There are no simple words
To describe how I feel
And no true emotions
That decipher what is real
As always I am searching
For what I'll never find
Perhaps it is tomorrow
Or something left behind
I retraced every mile
But ended up so far away
I'm cursed for who I am
This is the price I pay
It never made any sense
I don't have a reason why
No heart is left to ache
Or tears left to cry
The screams that I hear
And faces that I see
It's not a nightmare
It dwells inside of me
In my own insane world
Where this agony is fed
I'll survive my existance
And exist until I'm dead
©S. Austin Vincoski
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