it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live

fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take

what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that

I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so

the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices

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

i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say

You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul

Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you