What Ever was Left of Me

September 12, 2011
By Anonymous

Running from you,
Is like running from me.
I end up lost,
And empty.

Screaming for help,
But no one hears.
Lost in the darkness,
of all my fears.

When will you find me?
When will you come?
When will you decide that this life isn’t enough.

Times running out.
And feeding my doubt.
That you will ever come around.
To save,
To free,
Whatever was left of me.


The author's comments:
It's Short, sweet, and to the point. Tell me what you think couse this is the newest thing that I have written in a while that I am kinda ready to show you.

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