In a world, of the dangerous souls
There is no place to call a 'home'.
I'm lost in my mind, and broken in the heart,
Then put back together again, to only be torn apart.
When will this suffering end?
So I won't have to break and bend.
Though, I wish I was in a deep sleep,
Not having to hurt you so deep.
I'm sorry to those I care for most
But I'm slowly loosing hope
That there is a light above
Light and bright like a dove.
But I can't see it's light
Shine above me in the night.
God, I bet you hate me
For thy sins I did to thee.
No longer, will I have to be here anymore
So you all can live lives, while I'll be alone;
Stuck in this tomb, in which I can never get out of.
I'm sorry to those that I love.
I'm sorry...
~ Me ~
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Poems From The Mind
PuisiThese are poems I write. I may throw in a quote or two, or an authors note, but some will be poems. And possibly most of them for @-SebastianMichaelis- .... Yeah. Well, enjoy!
