09/09/14
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
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
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
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
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so