

aloneOnce again, I stood and I wished all the time I had cried, yet again, I stood and I wondered why I couldn't have died. my friends used to seem so true, all they did is they lied, I always wish I could bury my head between my knee's and hide.alone
No one seems to care, or see the tears that leave bloodied streaks upon my face, no one seemed to care as I slipped away from the happiness I craved, having a place. I could drag and drag this knife so blunt across my arms, cut off the suplly with a peice of lace, no one seems to notice the scars I see, the pain and the suffering and torment always reflecte
LuV <3<3<3
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