the empty abyss in my heartJournal Entry: Thu Jan 10, 2013, 1:01 PMthe empty abyss in my heart11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm feeling alone,
like there is no one around me.
I am lost in an empty dark void in my heart,
the spot where I lost what was the closest to me.
As I journey deeper into my heart,
I see the scars and the stitches,
the bruises and the missing pieces.
It is lonely an dark,
in this place I call my heart.
Is there anyone or anything that can heal me?
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and we are close till the end.
You help me through the ups and downs,
you make me smile when I frown.
When my heart was broken you were there,
even when the shattered pieces were everywhere.
You were my shoulder to cry on,
you are that someone I could rely on.
You are a true friend,
and we are close till the very end.
4:30 PM 12/14/2012
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