Poems from AiarCost
Where's that little girl of me?
Where she didn't care who was close to me
The one who was truely independent
The ever expanding imagination...
I try NOT to HURT, to feel all the emptiness is better than when someone hurts you
Now I'm so empty, I can't feel hurt.
I WANT to feel it...
I bring my head up and close my eyes to feeling everything
The darkness becomes calming and I absorb all the energy coming into contact...
I had been drowning in the dark pool
thrashing around trying to find my way out
I almost have given up all hope I had
until a sparkling...