My mind.
My own personal hell...
Icy to the touch,
This heart that never beats...
Crimson liquid spluttered everywhere,
The fume of the room stinks like hell...
Stay away from me,
For all I bring is pain...
I want to be like you,
Emotionally dead...
Date Written: February 25, 2oo8
My mind is empty...
I went searching for him
I started to look everywhere I know...
This pain is now my torture
and i don't know what to do...
If you want to find me,
Ill be at the bar...
I'll continue to wait,
As time passes me by...
The lectures,
The advice...
From your warm embrace,
To your sensual touch...
I need to forget about you,
I want you out of my life...
If he broke up with you,
And he said you guys were thru...