I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood,
With your eyes gouged out
by the work of my thumbs
The scent of your insides
From under the floor boards,
The perfect perfume
For setteling a score

I cant take the pain no longer,
so no longer it will take,
I'll cut away the ache,
sorry for i forsake

**from my poem forsake**

Those who flee in terror will fall into a trap and those who escape the trap will be caught in a snare.

Isaiah 24:18

She's been holding out for an angel to come along
No reply from the sky
But she just keeps looking up

I dont know where to go,
i dont know what to be,
i dont know how to change from being me

Kill me with the sharp pieces of my broken heart

I might as well have cheated on you,
as much as you accuse me of cheating...i might as well have lied to you, as much as you accused me of crying, i might as well have

**I should Have cheating-keyshia cole

x_x_lost in my own hell_x_x

_xBrokenAgainx_

*xDont Tell Me You Love Me...I Know Its Not The Truthx*