The sorrowness of the withered Prose...

Saturday, April 14, 2012


Spring has come and gone,
the wind has stopped for so long.
The Hollowness inside me scares,
with no longer no dreams,no nightmares.

The pain of your memories haunting,
Yu left me hoping to the day,
it all comes to an end.

The Burden of sorrows,
hangs over my head.
crushed with the sadness,
it feels better to be dead.
The reason which i shall not know,
of why she shall never be mine.
I welcome my vice,
they tell me it will all be fine.