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my spirit is weary due to a heart that has been broken, the careless little girl who
once ran wild and free is no longer here. what was once so lively and vivacious can barely
keep its eyes open, to see the beauty in the pain, as my eyes flutter closed, the tears begin to fall like a misty summer rain. the question i find myself pondering is what good experience or moment am i supposed to gain ? i always desired to be anything other than who I actually was. to the essence of my soul i always denied unconditional love. misunderstood and complicated ; two words that easily describe me. i often revel in solitude but still get depressed about being sad and lonely. my mind is like a twisted maze. if i allowed myself to completely disconnect from the present reality, i would be in a self induced haze. the light which I'm trying to find comes and goes... will this cloud of darkness eventually disappear ? I sure do hope so.