What is left ?
My soul is empty my thoughts are hollow
My future isn\'t seeing tomorrow
What\'s left of me?
Lift me up from the ground
My voice hasn\'t made a sound
I\'m yelling and I can only hear
What little is left of me ... fear
to be alone to feel nothing , to be completely empty inside.
Waisted training on a fight for loneliness .
When the outcome should\'ve been happiness.
Searching , searching for words that are wrapped around my tongue ,
Suffocating my actions , my thoughts ,
My state of mind.
What is left
Of me ....
I strayed away from my entire existence
Paused and now in fast forward.
What is left .