bosshogg01

Staring up into the big black deep sky
I can't help but wonder
Do we really control our own destinity?
Why am I here?
Why are we here?
I star into infinite space,
knowing there are millions upon millions of stars and galaxies
but yet I feel so alone.
I feel this dark emptyness
taking over my soul.
How came something thats not there,
Weigh me down
To the point where I don't want to even excist anymore.
No more tears, no more beating heart
I am just now the shell of a man.