Living without love, they say,
It hurts as hell,
But I found loving more painful,
However, they say a life without love,
Ain’t living at all.
I had sought true love,
When I had been broken and empty to the core,
I wished to adore someone and spend my life with them,
But when I found the love that hurt me to the bones,
I decided not to love anymore.
However, the pain wasn’t the actual problem,
It was my beliefs that were murdered,
The river of faith I had in love,
Was dried and drought away,
And I was left with a desert of emptiness,
With nothing else to live for.
Oh, how I used to believe in beautiful things,
And believe every word they spoke
But now I doubt everything in this world,
The wind that blows, the air that I breathe,
The sun that shines, the water that flows,
I wonder how long before I won’t see them anymore.
Now I am clueless as to why I go on every day,
Why do I put in hard work to live more?
Because honestly there is nothing I expect from life,
Except for peace from this circle of expectations and disappointments,
Which I wish to end,
And lie under the bright moonlight in the woods,
And feel nothing but the glitter of stardust.
– Grey
