Ever wake up and just feel like something is missing? Like you lost something you know does not exist or you cannot have?

 

 

something hollow
something sad
losing myself
going mad...

an empty vessel
which was once full
loved and hated
by a Fate so cruel

breathless am I
from the trials of life
I will stay on course
despite the strife

I made my choice
and I will not fold
I plan to be brave
I'll try to be bold

Posted by yabs on May 21, 2006 at 09:19 PM | Comments

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