I do not wipe away her tears |
My life is like sky diving without a parachute... |
And now we are here |
I continue to plead for anyone to talk to, to cry with, and I'm left with a pencil and paper to pour my heart out to, to cry to... with no possible way of being heard. |
'There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.' |
Hate me today |
My heart is beating faster. |
Confusion, anger, defeat- |
I'm screaming out for help, |
..And then he died and went to hell! |