Something must be wrong with me with all this hurt inside always bursting with anger and never any pride. Something must be wrong with me if all I do is cry I can’t stop this pain all I want to do is die. Something must be wrong with me if my emotions run wild all… Continue reading Something Must Be Wrong!
Tag: heart and soul
In Memory of Meagan
I miss you Meagan, your laugh, your smile, your touch…and the way you would always tell me How much you cared. Im so very sorry that you had to go through all that pain that you did. I cant sleep, Meagan. I miss you, I cant bring myself to beleive that you are…Gone. Thats it,… Continue reading In Memory of Meagan
trapped
trapped inside my head life is but a dream the world continues turning while silently i scream haunted by the memory’s streaming through my mind searching for the answers but scared of what i’ll find holding a knife up high to see the patterns of the light the secrets of the heart and soul flow… Continue reading trapped
Now Alone
How do I begin to explain how I feel inside? The trouble and pain I’ve caused in your mind. The amount of times you’ve tried. I throw it back again in lies. Now alone again in my thoughts I sit and write of what another day’s brought. The thoughts of you inside my head, My… Continue reading Now Alone
To Die Or Not To Die: One word to change it all.
Okay, I’m a bit new to this site, one of my close friends gave it to me, and I thanked many many times. What I really wanted to say though, is that, I always think about suicide, my family life, and my friends, plus all these guy problems on top of that…it’s just too much… Continue reading To Die Or Not To Die: One word to change it all.
Where are you…
I love you Michael…..I miss you so much. Why did you leave me, why did you leave me all alone? I don’t understand, where is my God? Why did you take him from me, I love him so much. I need him, I am so afraid…..I am so lonely without you Michael.
The Cut That Never Heals
i stand looking at my reflection. i can see the crimson rivers flowing from my arms. the memories help to aggravate my dark infection. the memories of your love and how it was so warm.
Inside
Inside Sugar, spice, and everything nice, right? Pretty, sweet, nice and petite. Calm and quiet, but I wouldn’t buy it.
Deep
I thought my world was over Thought my life was gonna end