Author Information
WHITNEY
Folder:
WHITNEY
I feel empty.
I feel hollow.
I feel numb.
A cold winter's day.
Why did you have to
go away?
You went home.
I am all alone.
There could be others.
I will try so hard.
I will cry so hard.
I will go insane.
They will not be see the same.
Missing is
a piece of my heart.
A piece I will never, never, get back.
I'm having an attack.
A part of ,me is gone.
A long night, and
there will be no dawn.
