The devastation

by windoline   Apr 5, 2005


What is, the greatest pain?

Every moment, every breath, every day
Pain lives within me
Day and night, past and present
Tears fall upon my face with no direction

Chasing, racing
The meaning is not of a sound mind
Why is living suffering?
Broken hearts, death within

And they say there are still people of a sound mind in existence
How could there be with all this tumult
To survive this life is to be of a discerning sound mind

Hopelessness all around
Empty souls gather around each other
Questions forming a wall of \\\"truth\\\"
Denial scatters and blends truth and lies
Lost minds searching for a resolution

They need a savior
Who will save them?

Confusion, why do we let this be?
A witnesss of this devastion; soon to come, crushed lives with no ensured purpose

I\\\'m not right with myself or with any other....who will i be?

This is why the disaster, the pain lives within me
Upset and afraid
Hoping...hoping to find a way

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  • 19 years ago

    by Mira

    Nice.