Emptiness.
Inside and outside me.
Cool.
In this chest a heart beat...
Mine!
Now I do not feel anything!
Apathy.
Pervading quietly.
A soulless shell expects the day when such shape comes to life...
A semblance of life, at least...
But what I feel is...
nothing but emptiness...
A shell that walks,
breathes,
survives...
But still a shell...
My soul is dead...
Buried under the rubble of my pains...
Only Love, perhaps, can give back his throne...
MAYBE one day...
Inside and outside me.
Cool.
In this chest a heart beat...
Mine!
Now I do not feel anything!
Apathy.
Pervading quietly.
A soulless shell expects the day when such shape comes to life...
A semblance of life, at least...
But what I feel is...
nothing but emptiness...
A shell that walks,
breathes,
survives...
But still a shell...
My soul is dead...
Buried under the rubble of my pains...
Only Love, perhaps, can give back his throne...
MAYBE one day...