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So I sit here under the stars,
writing to you even though
your not here!
“You really had to go and f**k things
up didnt you fr..
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questioning my thoughts even as I write the words of my mind.The night is dark like the way i feel inside. now the dawn breaks on a new day.is today g..
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Here I stand, you don't see the words
my face projects,
or hear the emotions that flow from my
lips.
My strength is my character not my
m..
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Am i alive, or so i think I am feeling more dead inside than alive.In front of me is yet another wall to climb with just one hand.always a struggle no..
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Inhale....
pains still there..
exhale....
Eyes wide open
but seeing nothing
ears hear
nothing more left to speak.
Light fades, co..
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The consequences of emotion
teetering.
Is it right?
to let the heart hemorrhage its last
pulse of love,
while wasting away ,
..
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Their are no more hello's and no more
good byes, false looks twisted sorrow and black and white dreams filling the air with the rotting sten..
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I have no more words left to say, I
have many question that I will never have the answer to.
The question of who blood flows threw
the..
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Emotions don't write them self into a
form of what can not be said. The language of desire over written
with love the truth hiding locked aw..
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The words are written on the wall
read every day the meaning always
changing.
Lessons from the past forgotten,
reminded every time the ..
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