Lonely is a state of mind, not crystal clear like love or hate. an abstract sense of dulled response, that broken hearts must emulate.
Falling prey to might have beens’, that leech the mind of sanity, hidden beneath false smiling faces, it just goes on for an eternity.
The heart relives the past and cries, the mind just fears for what’s in store, while those that care beat at the shell, you pull in ever closer to the core.
Release the stays! Open widely! Let life replace the emptiness! Easily said, but hardly done,
Comments 3
and...for your loneliness, i've stolen this poem.
Lonely is a state of mind,
not crystal clear like love or hate.
an abstract sense of dulled response,
that broken hearts must emulate.
Falling prey to might have beens’,
that leech the mind of sanity,
hidden beneath false smiling faces,
it just goes on for an eternity.
The heart relives the past and cries,
the mind just fears for what’s in store,
while those that care beat at the shell,
you pull in ever closer to the core.
Release the stays! Open widely!
Let life replace the emptiness!
Easily said, but hardly done,
Reply
illy
dah
Reply
Whee.
Reply
Leave a comment