Poetic I am trapped in the face of solitude The shadow of loneless will always follow me I am always looking for someone to give me food But still blood, death, and pian are in front of me Dreams, faith, memories and hope, have faded away I feel i can’t move because of this rope… Continue reading My Tourniquet
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Violations …Part 3
After that night i was withdrawn for awhile i was still trying to come to grips with all of the things that had happened to me …my body was bruised and in pian for more than 3 weeks but my mind was numb for even longer this upset my dad alot …he wanted back the… Continue reading Violations …Part 3