Nothingness

not surviving, not living, just floating through this life day by day
through tears, desperation, a need for something that she does not
understand. the days are long, tiring, stretching into each other
meshing into one long time of nothingness, wrapping around her body like
a tight fist squeezing the air from her lungs, grappling for one shred
of happiness, finding it only to have it forced from her to turn into
just a memory of what should have been, what could have been until she
can barely remember it was even there. just another shadow upon her
life, not surviving, not living, not here.

written by
Kim

Nice girl!

well,well..........

my friend Gryphen...
we may have found another,Lonely heart,
for spirit brother

good read,as you see life unfolding,please find peace.
Dreams are seeds of friends,and of Loves to Grow.......M.