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Sadness and thoughts of giving up |
Here I sit five floors high High up in this city of lonesomeness High enough to see tree tops High enough to know that I am truly lost I can’t quite grasp reality I can’t quite figure things out I know I am living in a vast nothingness I know I can’t quite touch what I want I close my eyes and feel the wind I close my eyes and hear the birds I close my eyes and remember the past But when I close my eyes, I know I’m lost I feel so much pain So much of what I can never touch So many things that I have lost It doesn't matter, it means nothing all I try to stop the pain I try to go to another place A place that will never be I try and try and but only end up worse I hurt all those around me They will never understand Only I am in this empty world A world that only I can withstand Does it really matter? Do they really care? I know they try to listen But to no avail Here I am five floors high Longing for some peace I will sit and listen and think of what life could be But my world will only be at peace When I am dead or fast asleep…. |