Tuesday, August 30, 2005

waiting.

there is a well of emptiness
within me
that i try hard to conceal.

everytime i'm all alone,
i start thinking of the things
that were never meant to be.

cloaked in my despair,
it seems that no one can see me.
i become invisible.

lost in my masquerade,
i dont know who i am,
or who i've become.

it seems like i'm
two different people,
posing as one.

consumed in
my world of darkness,
i am barely alive.

yet you awaken me from my thoughts,
rescued me from my abyss
for those periods of time.

and after that i sink,
back into my dark reverie
and wait to be alive again.

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