Desperation
What is life all about,
When I am left without.
Everything that is around,
Just seems to surround.
I try to run away,
But i always lose my way.
I try to move on,
But I keep slowing down.
I will soon go under,
Hope I will be pulled asunder.
Copyright © Fiona Herne | Year Posted 2008
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