Sadness
The darkness has come again because the feeling in my heart was taken and that spot in my soul is gone. And I feel my life is over as I know it because the light that I had is gone. So I sit in the dark and wounder were has this light gone.
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Loneliness | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| Sadness | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| ''Miss Understood'' | 1 | 06/12/2009 |
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