Sorrow

This place it just seems so hollow Emptiness, it feels like I'm in a tomb I just can't help but weep and wallow When bitterness now fills my room And yet again I'm drowning in sorrow When ever the madness dose loom And what as always seems to follow Sadness, it's now doom and gloom Always give never been one to borrow The forgetfulness one would assume Deep but I'd say better than shallow Seems meangless but I'm just immune If only my pride I could learn to swallow It's the loneliness I find hard to consume Always trying I am to look to tomorrow Hoping happiness will be in full bloom Here i was taken bits from poems a state of confusion A new age and sublime some words fit well with others in other context Just the way my brain works i suppose probably makes no sense But helps me clear my head a bit at times SO IN AWAY ITS LIKE AN UPDATED OR FOLOW ON FROM A NEW AGE WRITTEN JAN 2013 BY MYSELF D ,SCOTT,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,