Hold My Breath
I am tired of being faithless,
But do I really have a fault.
There is no-one to help,i am helpless;
I just wish i could vault.
Sad,lonely and miserable,
Is that only my fate?
As all the joys of life will-
I do get,but a little late.
I give myself a reason to live,
A reason to laugh and smile.
I know the reasons never exists,
So i can't live but just survive.
I hold my breath in my hand,
Waiting for my life to go.
Maybe someday I find such a land,
Where I won't feel so low.
1 comments:
Feel as if written by me on myself....
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