Rose Dew

I thought I could deal great whith life,even whith death.I thought I was the strongest thing ever seen.And the prettiest.I thought I was not so alone and I was loved,sometimes,even less,but it was o.k..But this is a day to see and to feel and to be ashamed,and to be lost.I feel nothing,I´ve got nothing to feel how could I feel something?Please come and take me.There´s nothing like despair to call for someone to love us and to take us to where the one wants, preferably into the night,into the hole,into nothing.
Rose Dew