Repititious thoughts on an overworked brain.
This constant empty feeling is making me insane.
Theres no beat.
All hallow.
He took what little of it was left.
Ate it, like the monster he is,
leaving nothing but the flesh.
I wish I could forget you.
Forget the loneliness.
Forget the pain.
But mostly I wish I could remember ME
I feel so far away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This piece touched me, not expecting that. I felt so cold and alone (even though I'm not either...) Your words brought me to a place that was filled with a void, a place where you get lost in another's self-absortion, forgetting exactly, just who You were, in the beginning... feeling like a zombie...void of all feeling. Great Ink LaLa... Really. -Kelly.