A.N.-Hi I was thinking of this when I was sad, ( a crazy person seeming sad is weird huh?) I have a deep side of me and a shallow side, I think that these poems show my deeper side, and my other poem makes it look like I m shallow.
These hands cant feel any more.
The only feeling that I have to feel is in my heart
I wonder if the promises that where made,
Will remain.
I have not a body,
only a brother.
That I cannot seem to trust anymore.
Why do I feel anyway?
What are we fighting for?
When we see the awful things,
that are held behind life,
there is no difference in the end.
We end up with no love.
We end up
Absolutely heart broken
For being picked up.
Then just dropped down
I can never be put back together again
Or can I?
There I go again
Making my hopes run high
That is okay though,
I feel okay,
I will find something someday
Even if I don't make it.
-Alphonse Elric