so i feel this gental breeze
upon my skin,these eyes now water
the tears now run yet my face
shows no signs of compassion
i am empty
i scream in my head hoping it gets out
hoping the universe shakes as my voice echos
threw it , and maybe just maybe some one hear me
and asnwers why i cry with out feeling
why i cannot find this so called emotion
that i envy everything for i have nothing
and so i scream in my head hoping it gets out
but for now the gental breeze upon my skin
helps keep the monster within,
for i search for my compassion
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