Wait, wait for my empathy, wait for my sympathy...of things that have been undone.
Wait, wait for my lovely, of all things that are everything, to be completely and ever undone
And I, ask why when you left me, to make me so lonely, I didn't want to be alone
And you, ever so lovely, my heart is now empty....forever to be alone
Is this a carnival of souls that we play a part, in a world of uncertainty, this was supposed to be a love song.
I have not the words anymore, I have not the passion for this stream of life, forever swimming against a current in time.
Seperated, by a veil of tears, reaching forward into a cloud, there is nothing
There is nothing, because you are not here
YOU ARE READING
Essence of Living
PoetryA collection of poetry, that comes from nothing, and most likely will return to nothing.
