Sitting trying to fill a void. That feeling of being destroyed.
Lonely like a single grandparent seeking a drop of attention.
Not to mention the pain in the heart that starts each new thought.
Sitting trying to fill a void. That makes me question life.
Do I ponder more and end it tonight?
Talking loudly about it just will not suffice so goodbye future wife.


Ill keep writing poetry here that will express me feelings.. Im obviously super depressed right now. Not trying to go emo so yea. No negative comments please. If you got something nice to say i wont object. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is ok! thanks

This post was edited by Hollen on Apr 12 2013 08:32pm