What is this emptiness I feel? cast into the day No one around to lead me home in times I've gone astray
no one could ever know the hurt and the pain each day that passes on just adds to the strain
every eye begins to look at the broken life I lead every person slowly fades into the emptiness I see
Every try I make, to escape this hole I seem to slip, for these holes just feel like home I can't reach out, so instead I'll face the cold And I will fall again, because I'm empty in my soul
I feel a hunger inside me a thirst for social grace to just be accepted once to have a real face
I could only wish for things I know will never change So I hide inside myself heading to my grave
every eye begins to look at the broken life I lead every person slowly fades into the emptiness I see
And every eye begins to look, too late to change the plan every time I try to breath, I feel the hold again And any chance I had, to make myself, better then I am has fallen off its course, with no one left to take my hand
Every try I make, to escape this hole I seem to slip, for these holes just feel like home I can't reach out, so instead I'll face the cold And I will fall again, because I'm empty in my soul
This sounds like song lyrics.... a very sad and empty message it conveys!!
I'm glad that I'm RICH in the Faith of Knowing the One from whom all REAL HOPE comes!!! No dark holes that feel like home in His Kingdom - for He is LIGHT!!! Try Him, you'll like Him!!!
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKMay 2, 2012
every eye begins to look at the broken life I lead every person slowly fades into the emptiness I see
Here on PC we are never sure if a poets work is fact or fiction... I guess a little of both at times...When I read poems like this... I think...No one could write like this...Unless they have lived it... Or are living it... Never the less... This poem is deeply poingnant.
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I'm glad that I'm RICH in the Faith of Knowing the One from whom all REAL HOPE comes!!! No dark holes that feel like home in His Kingdom - for He is LIGHT!!! Try Him, you'll like Him!!!
at the broken life I lead
every person slowly fades
into the emptiness I see
Here on PC we are never sure if a poets work is fact or fiction... I guess a little of both at times...When I read poems like this... I think...No one could write like this...Unless they have lived it... Or are living it... Never the less... This poem is deeply poingnant.