An Empty Sensation
Sadness, joy — never cease life itself is just another breeze death always walks around your door angels tend to sway near your soul protecting you from the evil that breathes claws its way deep underneath— unscathed
It never sleeps — your drive to hold on will you really take that chance do you regret what you could have done an empty road, and hands full of thoughts choices made — perhaps never fulfilled dreams drafted but never did they complete
Life did run, too short perhaps — you wondered love was it called, did you bear it together with those you felt and sensed your own it was but another dream when you mourn you’re all but alone, as you came that day yes, the day you were born — the day that you cried
Forgotten worlds, forgotten promises — life is a mystery you believe that you know, of what you don't know you make idle efforts, but they’re all for you nothing to gain, yet nothing to lose — you walk this path like the many before you, making a sense of what is who?
An empty sensation followed by the path you choose
