waiting.
there is a well of emptinesswithin 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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