Where Will I Go

Run from this mess,
run really fast,
the pain and the fear,
keeps on holding me back.

trying to make it end,
with every cut deep within,
blood on the floor,
every drip make makes me more soar.

but i\'ll keep on trying,
i\'ll keep on praying,
for God to take me tonight,
hoping tomorrow ill wake up to a better life.

--by me