Not everyday goes according to plan.
The heart is sad... and the eyes struggle to hold back tears
What is wrong you ask?
There is not always a specific answer to that question
Loneliness?
Emptiness?
Pain?
Stress?
What exactly is missing?
You lay down and ponder over this during the late hours of the night...
You watch the hands of the clock move right along... With not a worry in the world.
But you... You worry. You think. You cry. You plead....
You wish time stops... Or perhaps goes back in time... Or even fast forwards... Confused, are
you? Confused you are...It hurts so much you want to break down and cry... You yearn to discover the cause of your sadness.
It's a matter so deep... So deep that perhaps you are avoiding its confrontation?
But what is it? What is this pain in your heart? Where did it come from?
Why don't you fight it?
