If you get done reading this and are concerned please don't be. This is my way of expressing what I'm feeling. That means I'm not holding it in.
It use to be hard for the tears to come.
Now they always seem right at hand.
Happiness and Comfort are long lost friends.
Regret and Loneliness are now the company I keep.
A heavy heart weights down my soul.
Something inside me is amiss.
At times I wonder what's become of me and
my ripped and tattered soul.
At times I wonder what will become of me.
Will I ever again be whole?