It burns...

by Margaret   Jul 11, 2005


Its burning inside.
Burning to feel something.
Something worth while.
I want to wake up each morning,
with nothing but hope and hunger for the day ahead.
To have the courage and strength to live life to the fullest.
I dont want to regret all the things in my life i could have done.
I have a big empty space where my heart used to be.
I have nothing to strive for
Nothing to cry about
Nothing to feel or live for
Nothing
Its burning inside
This pain of emptiness
This borring world of nothing
Its burning inside.
I cant quite say what it is
but its got something to do with this stupid thing called life.

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