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...