It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination

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

You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve

my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up

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

There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her