Empty
Weary
Cut off
How did I get here?
I tried to do it myself
But I stopped thinking
I stopped caring
I gave in
I wandered again
Chasing what this time?
I don’t remember
Whatever it was
It was just a mirage
My eyes are opening again
Ever so slowly
Painfully slowly
The callous is so thick already
I can barely feel
Here in the wasteland
Of my own wanderings
The emptiness
Of my lonely self
Yet even here
You chase me
You’re knocking on the door to this place too
Oh how I want to open
But I cannot
I’ll falter on my own
So give me the strength
To open the door
Come and give me
Your life
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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