Food for Thought

" how do you pick up the threads of an old life?
how do you go on if you know in your heart, you
begin to understand there is no going back.
there are somethings that time cannot mend, some
hurts that go too deep but have taken hold...."

was it just me who keeps coming back? was it the lost memory that keeps hunting me...
no words can describe this feeling...the feeling of being empty. my eternal sadness, is the only comfort i have whenever things or situations mixed up.

you are a part of me and never will leave me...
but alas, everything was quite contrary...
you left, you made my existence filth...
i am but a mere clown now, nobody would laugh
at my jokes no more. the life that was left in me
was vacuumed...til i breath no more...

happy now???