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By zero love Date: 2002 May 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.20.21.24.32693]] |
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My days are bitter and my heart only pumps to keep me alive, bearly i live, and breathing gets harder with ever breath, i can't see in this dark even with the candles lite, i search for a meaning 4 myself and my only answer is her, my courage is weak and because of that i find no reason 2 live, words are words but love is no word its more like a meaning, and this "meaning" can't b find in a dictionary, a heart needs a meaning 2 live and my hearts meaning is gone, its difficult 2 carry on with no one to carry on with, these candles should stop burning, cause if i can't see with them burning then i got a better chance with them blown out.... ZeRo LoVe |