Unlasting

I feel the pain of absent truths the proof is in my actions. The lack of feelings I'm dealing with make me realize theres only a fraction of happiness. but I want it all cuz I recall the better days, but that was a ways away. My thirst is profuse which the use of water cannot dilute. I'm voracious but my hunger is tenacious and tough. Bread alone is not enough. You knew, I knew, we all knew the truth. The proof of unlasting happiness is evident and I've spent just about enough time trying to proove otherwise. My cries overpower my hour of worldly happiness. I guess I feel fed up. times up im done. -Tamara Brown Jan 1, 2011