Lost My Empathy
I have lost my empathy, Death no longer bothers me, Maybe am blind I could never see, You mourn and pity them, why are the deaths of men, A bad thing? Always wanting life, In this world of strife, What is it I'm missing? Does this make me...
Alone without a mate
Oh God, Why am I still alone? Sitting in my broken home, Holding my head in my hands, They are blood red, Filled with pieces of glass, Crying in despair, I want to mate and make a pair, Someone with who to share, All my feelings and...