Grief

"I am sitting here
bored with excistance...
looking out of the window
wondering where time is running

Sometimes my life seems so empty
mot moving anywhere
and I feel like dying inside
making my mind bend in the weirdest ways.

Then I get up
make my body hurt
so I can feel life running through my veins
bur slowly I grow numb from pain

I am not old
and still I fell like an Antediluviant
but I know the feeling is selfinflicted
so I pretend to be alright........

You might come across my path one day
and you may find me interesting
but walk away I tell you this:
being with me will cause you nothing
but Grief........"

By: SwanMay

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