lying in my bed my face is soaked by all my tears my heart is slow, not wantin to beat much longer wanting him to love me is what i hunger. my room soon becomes dark and gentle rain hits my window. everything is so silent, i only can hear the wind blow i cry… Continue reading u dont love me
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~¤Just like the devil¤~
3/19/2003 It’s hell in the morning to look at you lying in my bed
And I’m supposed to be free?
Tell me why I’m crying, lying in my bed, freezing inside, melting within. Sane, feeling the pain.
A gift of death
I was lying in my bed- I had been sick for a few days now, and on my 21st birthday to boot. My luck didn’t seem to be holding up. It felt like my whole body was on fire. I felt myself drifting into a dream, and out of the world as I had always… Continue reading A gift of death