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When Help seems not to come!
You have to depend on your self
And the kindness of strangers
You find out fast who is there and who isn't
Life is like a Steven King Novel
One moment things are normal
Then hell brakes out
you do not know!
You do not know?
Was it all a dream? Was it all just in your head?
DId no one see? Did no one understand?
DId no one care?
Are you right? Are you wrong?
Will someone PLEASE tell me?
Should you trust? Should you never trust again?
How many times do you get beat, before you learn?
Why can no one see?
I am black and blue
I should know, they should know
I should just keep going
Do I turn around
If I turn
Will I just be a pillar of salt?
When will I lose
my soul, my spirt, my mind?
Was it really the last time, this time, next time?
I am living in confussion, in pain, distrust.
Why should I keep going
Why am I here?
Why is this world?
heaven, hell, nothing, something,
IF it is all of these, why don't I learn?
Why do I have to be
Not going left not going right
should I run, stay, turn, learn
do people just see nothing
so there is nothing to bother with
to care for, to share with?
to love with
Do they have nothing to see, is there just nothing?
What is, who is, where is, wrong, right, nothing , something,
OR is all of this just me
Is this just how it is
Will it always going to be
Until there is nothing left
nothing left
nothing left
not even a drop
not even a moment
Not even a thought
Not even a instant
then tell me
why should I even be me?
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disappointed
lonely