I sit here everyday and weep. I wish I could die in my sleep. My soul is dead I cannot feel I wonder if this is even real. I walk around in a haze. I cannot tell between night and day. When will it end? I wish I knew! I pray my time is really soon! To leave this world would be a blessing for then my wounds would need no dressing. I have no freinds. They all have died. I see them when I search the sky. I have no soul, I have no home. I walk this hollow world alone!
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