And lo and behold I saw the lady of the lake.
We talked, walked and of bread we did partake...
A few drinks of beer,few hits of weed and one...
By: Brittani...
These voices are real
So so very real...
These hands could hold a gun
fingers wrapped around the trigger...
The way i feel right now
its so indescribable...
It eats away at you,
Nobody will see...
Its the darkness
that takes over your soul...
Dreams are lies that never come true, I
should know. I wished my mom would move...
I am the sun, the shadows swallow whole
I am the breeze, the mist freezes beneath me...
Behind these eyes
you'll see...
The grim slick petals of a fresh black rose.
Darkness within covered with a dauntless purple...
Who would have thought suicide would be so hard to...
that this life of hell i have endured.. i must get...