*It's very long but I like this poem... I don't...
I told him that 'I needed him', I held his hand in...

I am a prisoner,
A lonely soul...

I stare at my murderer,
She looks so sad...

Slowly dying,
Fading away...

I see things I shouldn't see,
I see all the misery...

*I don\'t mind what you rate this, this is only...
Last night you sent me a message...

*I wrote this with my friend to his guitar music...
Blinded by my tears...

For too many years,
I’ve fought off the tears...

As the shadows creep towards me,
And the world is swallowed whole...

She likes to linger in the background,
When it's her choice...

Why do you always judge me?
Why do you think it’s fair...

You told me to stay strong,
As you lived your life in fear...