I fell dead. I lay tere crying me self to sleep. could every thing be inside my head? I pray my soul...my soul to keep. as I lie there awake. I recap all of my many mistakes. There are no escapes.I must confese. my life is just a huge mess. i hate my life.I always fell like comiting suicide.I just hide, in the dark. alone... my wolf crys. there are no more good byes. I'm lieing,dieing, bleeding, and screeming out my soul. I fell nothing...not any more.
Eimilee_the_strange · Sat Mar 12, 2005 @ 03:51am · 0 Comments |