untittled

Is there anyone willing to hear me. Is there anyone willing to listen to my cries and my discomforts. I am forlorn in this world. With no ears willing to soothe my pain With no hearts willing to counsel me as all my cries fall on deaf ears. My discomforts are interpreted as the never ending winings to those ears at my reach. It is all contained inside. In my dark, lonely world, pleadingfor a brighter world asking God for just a bit of light but the darker it gets. My lonely world transmits dark thoughts. Thoughtsof pausing my life keep transversing my mind being supportedbymy heart's disappointment at myself. I need a bit of a pause A pause soi can rest from all this pain. Unfortunately one has to resume in this dark world, I havearchitected for myself. As there is no pause button in this life. Just a PLAY and STOP button