Friday, November 25, 2005
When will it end?
Its still there
Emptiness deep inside
Taking up the place
Where pains once reside
A seed implanted
Nurtured by regret
Sprouting roots of despair
Due to dreams never met
No amount of searching
No amount of plea
Would fill in the gap
That was left gaping within me
Answers were sought
Actions were done
Yet no amount of longing
Could stop what had already begun
Tears wont fall
Pain, hardly shown
Emotions were trapped
As though hardly known
I have lost myself
My sense of being
Enclosed in a prison
Of my own doing
A yearning left unquenched
An ache, unsated
A hunger digging deep
Which pain had created
Yet time has passed
Seasons gone by
Still it festers inside
Urging me to die
When will this end?
When will this cease to be?
For in each passing day
I am loosing the true me
Emptiness deep inside
Taking up the place
Where pains once reside
A seed implanted
Nurtured by regret
Sprouting roots of despair
Due to dreams never met
No amount of searching
No amount of plea
Would fill in the gap
That was left gaping within me
Answers were sought
Actions were done
Yet no amount of longing
Could stop what had already begun
Tears wont fall
Pain, hardly shown
Emotions were trapped
As though hardly known
I have lost myself
My sense of being
Enclosed in a prison
Of my own doing
A yearning left unquenched
An ache, unsated
A hunger digging deep
Which pain had created
Yet time has passed
Seasons gone by
Still it festers inside
Urging me to die
When will this end?
When will this cease to be?
For in each passing day
I am loosing the true me
