Empty...
I'm so empty inside.
Well, I guess it would if there was anything left.
Some moments throughout the day are better than others.
Am I really as strong as I think I am?
As strong as I want others to think I am?
How courageous do you need to be?
When is it okay to break down?
Since I've been back from Tulsa, I've lost:
my voice, 6 pounds, my faith and my heart
Who knows if I will find any of them.
Sometimes things happen that you never imagined would ever happen.
You watch as it's happening right in front of your eyes.
And you feel completely helpless.
My legs were numb.
My hands were trembling.
I'm alone, empty, hollow...
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