Whats next?
My mind is confused,
I no longer know what to say.
My heart is breaking,
It breaks a little more each day.
My spirit is dying,
Theres no joy left to be found.
My soul is empty,
I feel as could as the winters ground.
My body is aching,
I feel myself growing so weak.
My eyes are drying,
There are no tears rolling down my cheek.
Whats next?
Im afraid to know.
Do i have the strength to keep fighting,
Or should i just let go?
Shelly Platt
