She lives in hell

As i race along the busy path of my future i stumble across a shallow puddle full of dreams that never worked out, broken thoughts and brusied hearts

i approached it, caution in every step, i stare into the goffy water when suddenly my sorrow filled face appeared

my empty cold eyes told stories of heartbreak, anger and sadness. every stories plot was lined with a stream of blood

i slowly stood up but was pushed back down by confusion and fears. i fell to the rocky path.

flashbacks of pain and regret stabbed at my heart with such anger. i hung on to every last piece of my self pride... when finally i slipped

i hurried down a slide of bad memories and was brought now to this place we walk,talk,breathe and worship. here i am next to you

living in hell