I have this blade
its my friend...
Stop.
Stop loving me like this...
Part1
him...
The guilt sinks in
Then I start to realize my sin...
You call my name.
I stop and turn...
As your fears haunt you at night
You lay their thinking why...
Help me...
i can't wake up...
The dream to be good,
The dream of reform...
I cried all night
i cried all day...
Dead
a body lost of breath...
A short Little poem. It just came to mind...
Hectic chaos...
Here I sit inside this mind
in the darkest corner...