Outside, the rain is falling |
My head won't stop spinning. |
..And my will to live is steadily declining |
..And then he died and went to hell! |
I'm screaming out for help, |
Confusion, anger, defeat- |
My heart is beating faster. |
Hate me today |
'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.' |
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. |