gypsy11681

Walking Paradox


desire isolation
for both good and bad
now empty, alone
must I always exist in opposition with myself?
forced companion
by my own hand
smile, laugh, pretend
only to find myself emptier in the end
fill me with the ability to feel
I need you or anyone to make me feel real
go, go, go, so I dont drown
tired and hopeless
fear that Im darkness bound