Russell (zimzat) wrote,

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Anna Zudell's Poem

I want to live and somehow, this isnt living.
I want to dance and this is only a walk
I want to cry and the tears wont come
I want to think clearly, but we know that wont happen
I want to love, nobody to love
I want to scream, too loud I am afraid
I am afraid,
I am not so strong as I appear to be
I am frail
I am dying, slowly, but getting there
I am a rose with thorns
I am not so deep, more shallow
I can only handle so much
I dont know what to believe
God isnt here, or atleast it doesnt seem like it

- Anna Zudell

Speaks volumes, don't ya think?
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