Monday, April 1, 2019

Why, How, Where..

Why do I continue to breathe
when my heart is dead..

How can I continue to talk
when I have lost my voice..

What am I going to do
when nothing can be done...

Where do I find my home
when my mind is lost..

Who is left to love me
when I have chased everyone away..

When will I be happy
If all I am, is sad...

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