jueves, 9 de septiembre de 2010

Sometimes

Sometimes life is so dark and lonely
cold like a long night in winter
without any hope
Sometimes, I ask myself
why am I still here
why do I keep living when life is just an empty space
I feel cold
I feel the pain in my entire body
claimming for a hug
jearning for a kiss
even when those gesture are not true
.....is it to much to ask?
or is it love something that I can't hope?
Does it always have to be this way?
why live this way?


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