I sit quietly with nothing to say;
Let them lay, don’t stir them up.
No matter how restless I am;
Be still this current of despair.
Deep down inside it runs free;
I keep it locked up so no one will see.
A torrent of emotion, the deeper I go.
Feeling alone, all by myself;
A fantasy when I want reality.
Never there when I am in need;
But I still give with no hesitation.
My reserves are dwindling away;
The emptiness is growing with each passing day.
Longing eats me up inside, the deeper I go.
Withdrawing from the world into myself;
There I know exactly what to expect.
No waiting for disappointment to arrive;
I am managing my loneliness by the hour.
Hoping gets me nowhere fast;
Always wishing for something that will last.
Love and pain becomes the same, the deeper I go.
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