01/16/16
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me