10/09/13
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it