ZombieFlesh
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- Aug 6, 2010
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Today I am sad.
Not depressed, simply sad.
There's something missing,
and I'm not sure where I put it.
I love you, that, it, they, everything.
But I'm not sure quite how to express it.
If I stand here for a while, I'll start to shake
fidget, or cry without knowing quite why.
But if I don't
I will simply burst into a million pieces,
this life is too much for me to handle.
Something, something, something.
Always something.
Why don't you try to hold my hand once more?
Is it because it tremors
to some forgotten beat that we suppressed long ago?
that pulsed through our body, to the rhythm of our existence
alive! Pushing us forward. moving always moving.
You know what it is, but I don't quite know.
I don't quite know.
Not depressed, simply sad.
There's something missing,
and I'm not sure where I put it.
I love you, that, it, they, everything.
But I'm not sure quite how to express it.
If I stand here for a while, I'll start to shake
fidget, or cry without knowing quite why.
But if I don't
I will simply burst into a million pieces,
this life is too much for me to handle.
Something, something, something.
Always something.
Why don't you try to hold my hand once more?
Is it because it tremors
to some forgotten beat that we suppressed long ago?
that pulsed through our body, to the rhythm of our existence
alive! Pushing us forward. moving always moving.
You know what it is, but I don't quite know.
I don't quite know.