Final Throes

Written by: Arild Andresen Ertsland

Something lost..empty feeling
Press me down`til Im kneeling
Heartbreak it all come and goes
Feeling lost,like in final throes


Nothing justifies being banned
Hurt,anger..none of it planned
Every now and then,live it out
Soul bleeding..left in a drought


Lay my heart on a shiny table
Such a despair feeling..unable
Scarred for life,its all so wrong
Get it back..the feel of belong


Behind my mask,so vulnerable
Makes it nearly unapproachable
There`s a reason to be a fighter
So much for that,Im only a writer


March 28th 2012

Its fictional,but still I can imagine how sad it must feel to being left out.