What's the first thing that comes to mind when u think about how you feel?i have silence...
The battle between myself
Each time I'm ask how I'm feeling, the torment of nothing inside me makes it hard to believe that I'm living
At the end its hard,
Neither do I have an answer to that.
I can't feel anymore
No heart, no soul, just an empty whole,
craved in my insides with blood, funny to me am the one who did it all
I wish I was normal,
to go back to those days where I knew myself,
Who I was what I liked how I feel
But now...all I need is help
Everyone tells me they are there for me, are they?
At the end of the day will they appear?
tell me they believe that one one I'll find relieve?
or is it just an empty dream?
I'm so tired and nobody acknowledged it , everyone thinks I'm fine but I'm running low with this life.
"You're not alone" another empty word with a strong meaning.
I don't believe it and neither should u,
We both know it isn't true.
My cry for help isn't gonna make it, i reach out but didn't got an answer, my time is running out and that emptiness isn't fouling around
