Life In A Nothingness

And she always wore her heart on her sleeve Always dreamt of the man whenever she slept, Eyes wide open, mouth shut Words unspoken, life cut out, She never left a scar except on herself, And now she's too tired, Too tired to try something new All, All has happened, And nothing had happened at the same time, Life is miserable, But so is death, But what's worse? It's being alive while being dead, It's being dead while being alive, Nothing has never made any sense, Nothing will ever make sense.. Drag along, Crawl, Creep through the slimey dark caves, And one day, When you will see light at the end of the tunnel, When the hatchet is buried, And peace is restored, You'll find again, my friend, The same nothingness, The same chaos that you escaped, Embracing you again... No one's happy, No one's sad, All, all is relative, Beyond time and space and all known and unknown infinite dimention lies your love, But that love, Is not for yours to have If you strive to get it, It's not yours, It's never yours, Because that tunnel is your own heart, Infinitely complex, Undeniably sad, Never satisfied with itself, And thus, Never satisfied with love....