Sitting here again. Feeling hopeless.
Like every little bit of chances for being happy is gone. But I do not think it is. Though emptyness is felling my body, I will not let it take over my soul. Looking at the darkness and thinking: Will there ever be light again?
I think it will. But I must not linger to the thought, because then I will not be able to see it completely when it is there.
Skrevet d.
1. juli 2010, 01:03
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