Broken-Lost-Lonely

I remember when I was younger and I would stand outside for hours and spin around in circles until I was so dizzy I'd fall to the ground. Now, nineteen years old, I still feel that way. Only it's the world, and everyone in it, spinning around me. I try to stand and gain self control once more but I'm just knocked down time after time; hopeless to find my balance in life. The hands on the clock, barely visible in the blur of the world, keep going; never slowing down; never stopping. Time goes on so rapid. Doesn't it feel as if time laughs at us? It enjoys seeing us run out of time. Time laughs at us as it spins and twists our lives into a h...

over time it fades away and it doesn't even matter. what was there before exists no more and the walls begin to shatter. the flame has burnt out leaving darkness all around. we're left alone without even a sound. it's silent from the ceiling to the ground, for what is there to say when you've left? then it starts to crowd my mind. the thought of what has been; it's so unkind. memories and songs play throughout, leaving me without a doubt. that even though there is no love, the thoughts and sounds haunt me of..... all the time spent making a you and me. when in the end all that's left is my head sulking down to my knee. the pain and sorrow ...