all hope has been drained and poured out
only to form new scars and new reasons
as to why i hate who i am and who i'm becoming
but the irony of it is I've never felt more alive
than i do in these moments of discontent
The pain makes me feel alive and reminds me
there is more to life than this emptiness
I have had my grasp and sights on.
I love this poem its good but why is the reason the heart commits suicide? like lost love, depression or something else sorry i understand it but ya.......l8r lil m
