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When Will It Stop
I feel nothing
I cry tears.
My mind is a mess
and full of fears.
When will it stop?
When will I begin
to feel normal
and real once again.
Surrounded by nothing
but questions in my head.
Why don't answers
come instead?
Always wanting for
things to fall into place.
This has to end
before I become crazed.
Published 20th Feb 2013
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20th Feb 2013 7:25am
The fact that we know we're about to go over the edge, means we are still sane and still in control!
"Surrounded by nothing
but questions in my head.
Why don't answers
come instead?"<--witty stanza! Great Ink!:) xoxo
"Surrounded by nothing
but questions in my head.
Why don't answers
come instead?"<--witty stanza! Great Ink!:) xoxo
20th Feb 2013 9:24pm
21st May 2014 7:38am
ive read quite a few pieces of your work,such heartache such pain,reminds me of my own,this one however is me completely just about everyday.I hope you don't truly feel this way and if you do i am very sorry.
26th Aug 2014 11:01pm
You write as though you've had you're heart broken before? You capture it well.
