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by hope Jan 19, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
The pengelum moves in time it ticks louder each hour annoyance fills the mind waiting to find the power the tears fall stronger and the heart grows weary for fear of what the future holds with him i wished it was a theory finding the pieces of my broken heart and glueing them back to gether makes me feel like giving up it feels like its taking forever you say your serious about your feelings but you scare me with all of them ive been hurt soo many times before im imune to the thorns on the rose stem i wanna win the money of the world because i want to be near not far i hate how complicted the world may be it seems so usless, to wish upon a star i need a sign to know its right and that im not being lead into the trap behind that door lies the worst fears