Shell

by zadyrose   Mar 27, 2005


This house once full of laughter,
is now an empty shell,
a place full of disaster,
my own little he**
the place i sit and cry,
i just cant get free,
all i want is to die,
end my misery,
i cause myself pain,
as i tear away at my skin,
using anything i can,
just hopeing for the end,
no one else sees,
they just don't understand,
all this misery in me,
has got to come to an end.

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