06/24/15
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
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
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where