Its Me
Today I write to note my best, Everything I think of me is sad and at rest
As I move ahead all the time I search; Of something that I miss the most, that I know not!
A companion I have the most is only “me’ and my running thought that dare not stop.
Emptiness always that I cannot bare; I try hard all the time to keep me fair….
I ask myself, what is it that you want? Please drop the torture of you knowing not
A love to hold with boundless time, all mine and mine; only to me be born
Will then my thoughts, my self be filled? Yet the emptiness drools me with in.,
To trust myself I dare not! Because of him, I dried them all
Is he the only one to fulfill? True that, my heart sinks at his feet.
I dare not doubt, I dare not think for miserable is my life; without him I think!
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