Not sure where life is going
No longer sure of this feeling
Feeling more empty
More distant to be
Growing a little more unknown
and such a miserable tone
Hearing nothing but silence
Nothing good can be sensed
Feelings of hectic emotions
and so many devistations
Emotion can't be sold
What does the future hold?
The pain is more then skin deep
This broken heart is mine to keep
No longer able to see clear
This body is filled with fear
Falling deeper into these nightmares
The distance tears
and no one cares
Distance seems to grow
Life may be going by slow
This soul grows old
and this essense is growing cold
I may be meant to be alone
and maybe even unknown
As these thoughts fill with dismay
This image slowly begins to fade away
Copyright 2004 Jessie Nicole
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