Me

Late NighterI sit here staring at the computer screen listening to my fan hum with no one thereLate Nighter
im alone im alone in my room im alone in my life im alone entirely
i sit here and i wonder who is there to talk to? 2 am and nothing but the screen saver bouncing it twists and turns
echos my heart
lonesome and barren my heart is a desert its been abandoned by all life forms it cannot sustain anything any longer no oasis exists for me
im sad im morose im lost im alone
im lonely still &nbs


TruthIs it true what they say about you? That you'll come to me one day in a horse drawn chariot and take me away to my own fantastical never-never land. Can you really make all of my dreams come true? Does true love come at the end, like in the story books of childhood? Or am I living in disillusionment...fantasy and reality blurring into one. Is my mind melting into oblivion...or am I merely turning away from the light which threatens to consume my every desire until I've nothing remaining but false hope and empty promises. Can love cure all or are you simply fanning the flames inTruth