Nearly frozen.

I sit alone in my dark room in this dark house having only one thing 2 keep me company and its my cold heart. a heart nearly frozen by the sadness of the world most cant even Begin 2 understand but i understand it i only have memories of hatred and of pain i remember all the people i have watched die at a young age and all the people i have found left for dead.i sit here and i try to get these images out of my head but i cant and if i do its only for a brief moment. but i stay Strong i live every day like it is my last because i have seen how quickly life can end. and i will never end my own life because if i were 2 do that i would not be able 2 tell the world just how messed up it is. and the day i die my all the story's i have not yet told will die with me and at that all those awful things will happen over and over again