06/11/14
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
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
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are