Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Addicted To The Sadness

Addicted to the sadness,
I am chasing the darkness
As the silence screams.
In search of precious pain,
My beaten heart thirsts to gain

Lost in my own misery,
I have forgotten how senseless death, 
How precious life.
You fail to see my passion snapping,
As I smile at your command.

Dead inside already,
I am empty and unsteady.
You see what I show,
But no one shall really know
What thoughts I conceive,
Nor what feelings I possess.
For if you really knew,
You’d be in tears.


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