Category: Writers Block
All my life I look back on,
And see it stained with others' tears.
I weep to wash away their sorrows,
But the wounds are never healed tomorrow.
I can't help it, I'm losing control,
I should just accept my solitude,
And quit trying to reach out.
For my soul is a lonely wandrer,
Restless and lonely and solitary.
I shroud myself in silence to get away,
Because I know that eventually all things fade.
Through the time that passes by,
I wonder what I missed,
And as the tipe does seem to fly,
I wonder if the best was lost?
But as I let it al go,
My wounds leave scars but the sense never goes away,
And maybe this fleeting time of bliss will come another day
To you,
So you should forget me,
And promise to leave it all behind,
Because I've chosen hell
For lying to my mind
For you,
For him,
For me,
For everything.
No! Don't stop helping others! please.
Lol! Cool!