So tip that bottle back and keep my memory fading... |
I sometimes get this feeling |
And with the sun rose the fog off the ground. |
Hey i just got back from a third world country and had the expirences of my life. it was a life changing trip and i will never be the same. check out some of my new poems it would mean alot!! |
Behind closed doors, |
The fight and sadness is on the inside, burning up in my soul, bleeding it's way out of my wrists and spilling out of my eyes... |
'SMACK' |
----->*Abuse stops here!*<----- |
Oh and to be able to forget e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g would be the best thing... |
And i just want to be able to look at him and say: |