Somehow, these days come to an end each day at night..
At 12..when there's extreme silence, leaving me with this empty heart and numb mind..
Hoping this life, that i'm living to be different..
But everything stays constant somehow...
The feeling of lonliness from which i manage to ran away during the day hours..drag me down to the level of depth, that i'm empty somehow at night..
Still the Inner soul stays to console me..that you can hold yourself more than being empty..