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x.x If i told you i were trying
would you believe that inside im dying?
theres nothing left.. not at all. so here i lay crying.
Im crying..
Cracked pictures hang on the wall.
Was life meant to end like this after all?
No one truely knows when its all to end..
But how can i pretend.
It hurts to see you gone.
Even after years i though i was strong.
but when it came to it i was so very wrong..
Tears are like rain drops..
and the clouds are gods eyes..
Do you see how he cries for this world?
all the suffering, all their lies..
here i am sitting with the broken picture on the floor
the glass just dont cut it anymore
Over reacting? So you may think
but the things i've seen would make you do more then blink.
maybe even wince and cry..
But i though i was the one to die?
Yet laying here nothing happens.
and on my life continues..
mysterious, and ugly.
Continuous with all its issues.
But thats what makes life beautiful.
if i can survive and make my way over these speed bumps..
then maybe just maybe..
I wont have to cry.. whenever the raindrops.