I can't contain it. i can't help
in a continual state
withdrawn and losing the strength to fight
i can't not notice
their obvious as time progresses
i'm only denying the clarity they produce
The struggles—the energy depleting from my body
nothing makes me better or happy
in a future that is without all of you
because you're everything i've always needed
but now you're gone
and who's to say i will ever find such a life again.
-without a source of life
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
You
Ποίηση"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
