Umm well i'm 17.. i dont write as much as i use to.. but when i feel like it i do.. i love to go hang out with my friends and just be out of the house |
I have planed this for some time
the final day I am alive...
Sorry its so long.. i just got the feeling to...
No I’m not clean but I’m not ready...
I look at my room
and nothing is me...
Just a little cut
just a little cut...
While I sit here in the darkness
searching for the light...
He shows me to a room.. It feels of pain and...
I look all around me.. The door slams shut.. A...
I see eyes in the darkness.. They are running...
A small hiss behind me.. And wings lift in...
That people you love so much die and people that...
Why is it?
That babies can have babies? That young girls...
The car swerves the siren sounds
our last mark as we hit the ground...
Why is it that good always over comes the bad but death rules over all? |