Long By Thee

Crazy attempts to think To believe of a world To which I may exist But exist in nothing What chance to breathe I have none What way to to love There was one And to whom do I belong Oh wait with no one By this scene, there is no one Not whom to care For which they let thee bleed There is no place for me Not even here My words are weak And my emotions They are not told Forever will they go unanswered By all of which who desire to read Will you read thee Bout a cowardless girl Squaddering in grief I think not Just ignore thee This life dose not matter Especially with a voice of death Now go smile upon thee For she is nothing But a dusty doll sitting away by the shelf Oh how she dreams for an aww But is struck by a quite auidence Quaking her hearts dreams She is what you call limbo All within her self A mindless free writer