Sometimes I don’t know what to do, or where to go. I feel like I’m in a room with no start, or no end. When I walk, I walk, and my footsteps are unuseless. Every step I take is just a waste of my power. I can walk for ever and still be at the same spot. That’s the way I feel sometimes, and I don’t know what I shall do about it. All I can see is a lonely tree, it doesn’t move, and neither do I. It seems to be very sad. No one to talk to, no one to listen to and no one to feel sorry for. Well, now it got me. But I can’t reach it. All day long it is just as far away as it was the other day. Shall I stop and just stare, or shall I keep on moving, but at the same time just loose my power to take the next step. I can’t reach it even how hard I try. The clouds in the sky are frozen, and they aren’t moving, the clock has stopped, and the time is nothing to care about. That room gives me the opportunity to think about my problems, but when I think of my problems, I just get more problems. That room is a room that makes my life even more heartbreaking.

Annons

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August 2009