hey there my name is ashley and i like to write poems even though there not very good sometimes but neways email me sometime bye bye talk to yall later |
You think and you cut and you cut and think.
am i really all that weak...
From dying to living i will be set free
I will soar like angels abundant...
I'm begging and pleading
for the strength...
I now lay inside this sanctuary
this sanctuary made for the disceased to rest...
I never understood what happened that cold summer...
was i alone...
Here it goes my last words the last i ever said
don't blame yourself i know you can...
Youe never know what you have until you start to lose it..and by then its already to late |