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One more,and then,who knows,may be ill be discovered.This is called...Empty. How empty of me to be so full of u.So full of ur aches and pains.Ur bruises.So full ur malice.Its impossible to tell where u end and i used to begin.How empty of me to be so full off u.Full of ur lies and deciets.Ur shame and ur cheats.Its impossible 4 me to breathe.How empty of me to be so full of u.Full of ur hatreds and ur fears.Full of ur mockery and ur words.Its impossible 4 me to see anything but ur visions.Or sorry lack there of.How empty of me to be so full of u.Should be nothing of me but an empty shell.But hell,all is not lost.For when i dig deeper,i see me still there.And not that youd care,but maybe theres hope for me yet.And maybe,someday instead of u,ill be full of me too.How empty of me to have been so full of u. DIMEDIVA66 | |
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