Foggy Window, by SMILING DARKNESS Subscribe to rss feed for SMILING DARKNESS

She sits on a stool to get a good view.
But all she can see is the cold, dark winter day. 
She thinks about how much it hurts..... To go on living.
Living without a life. She's mising so many pieces to her
puzzle, or is it the pieces were never created? She can't go
on, and of that she's fully aware. She wishes that there
could be some one in the world. Someone that cares. But of
that she cannot find. Niether finding one reason to live.
She tries so hard, yet nothing comes to mind. She'll miss
some people, but they won't even notice she's gone. She'll
miss all the comfort.... Of being alone, looking at the blue
skies and the many beautiful features of the world she
cherishes most. But the people in it make the blue turn
gray, and her heart fade away. Still staring with emptiness
out that foggy window, she silently cries. This is her last
goodbye. 
Posted: 2007-12-23 03:11:18 UTC

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2009-02-02 15:28:07Ashley Reneƫ *Raining Tears*
this expresses alot... it is beautiful....keep writing