YELLING SCREAMING
CUSSING LYING...

When you look at me
what do you see...

My dear,
My love...

This poem was written by my friend. she wants to...
I look at you...

Looking out my window,
searching for a sihn...

Why do I
Stil love you...

"I Do"
Tears fall from your eyes...

Blood trickles down my arm
and my hand shakes in pain...

Tears fall from my face
as i stand out in the rain...

From time to time
I find myself sitting alone...

All i can here is screaming.
yelling, yelling, yelling...

I guess it was
never meant to be...