2008
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed