NiGHTMARE iN MY DREAMS

by bRaNdY   Jul 10, 2005


She smiles like everything is fine...
but its not...each and every day she thinks to herself...it is almost time...

she counts the days till she leaves this world...and the hearts of many...

every night she cuts a day into her arm...and her parents begin to be alarm...

she lies on her bed...looks at her cuts...and bruses...because of what her father had did....

she feels alone...unknown....she has no one to turn to exept the knife....

to her its her life...she sits there shaking as she slices her arm once more...

and thinks about how her life had began to tore once her father touched her....

now he means not much to her...no not much....

iits such a mess how much she struggled you would think mabey her life would be more suddel...

she lays herself to sleep for one last nite...and when she awakes her life will already be taken...

if im not mistaken...she never did awaken frum her bloody slumber...i guess she was the next number...

i will always wonder what her life would be like...if she wasnt so hung up on a knife...

erica babyxgrl if only ii knew half the shit he did to u ii w0uld have dont sumthin...

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