09/29/15
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
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
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live