The situation, the love, the perpous.
All we want is not to be lonely!
Want to have it all if only...
If only the emptiness was smaller,
If only it could fade alway with words,
If only it could go away with actions.
And all we do is wait and fight and wait.
When will we stop feeling this emptiness?
When will our soul fill full?
Its swallows us whole now and then.
It burns us to dead now and then.
In the emptiness we lay still.
And not god, not perpous, not love or faith,
can do something to save us.
Only we ourselfs, our strenght, persistance,
can brings back to the surface.
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Poems
PoetryWriting a poem gives you the opportunity to write down your feelings on a piece of paper, in just a few words and expressions. You can say a lot in so little. And you can feel such different emotions in a minute.
