wistful

.....sorrow chase me.
for every second i live.
how i tired to run...
really exhausted.

i should chase for happiness,
which been away very long.

in the middle of 2,
i am in the deep hurt.
turning around of total 360,
looking for a place to rely on.

it's none.
none,
i'm sure.

and i shall stay still,
hoping for the best to come,
cause i don't want to hurt any,
neither to hurt myself.

as my heart is full of scars.
and my soul is still bleeding for yesterdays.
in my brain wistfulness , there it is.......