Sitting here feeling empty, not understood, an all alone.
Completely gone off to a place unknown, wandering through trying to find my way back.
i put up a smoke screen of smiles that can light up the world.
Blowing off the real struggles,fears,and pain.
Grieving over the choices I have made .
Feeling like no out there really understands.
Drowning out to the mellow indie music that fills my soul.
Relieving the pain for a while.
Fading away slowly yet surely.
Fixing the things I have created seem se unrealistic, when people disparage the effort.
As the harsh feelings build up more and more. i wonder if I will ever recover from the dark time.