In the place of a never destined heart, I have nothing
By duderag
No matter how much I think No matter how much I feel It never brings you to me No manner of praying No manner of hoping No manner of dreaming Will ever bring you to me Tears ever flowing Sadness everlasting Loneliness forever flowing Tears, Years, Fears Never captured Never kept Never, never, never Why? Just cry I have all that makes me a good man But I have nothing I have nought This good man with everything Is a good man with nothing Crush my heart Ground my soul If only the Earth could eat my flesh For it is lifeless without love I am loveless without life But still I am left here Vacant for all to see Though invisible to all Or is it all do not care This is so I finish my words These damned words to myself For the words are but lucky For it is I It is I that must keep Keep carrying, bearing nothing Nothing in my hands In the place of a never destined heart 09/09/01 Alone on my birthday Written September 9th, 2001 © on Jan 19 2002 02:49 PM PST 0 • 1
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"No matter how much I think..."