Sorrows

As i reach my heart
out to those in need
all my friends
that thrive to succeed

my life seem perfect to theirs
now I'm assuming the worst
i know i have a hard time coming up
for death i now thirst

i see them in my dreams
laying on their death bed
now I'm expecting them dead
and hoping for the worst

I've know this forever
from today to tomorrow
but i have this built up guilt
made up of pain and sorrow

maybe its now what it seems to be
deeper than i think
is it a way of telling me things
the way i used to seem

i dream a nightmare
of them seeing me
even when i want them gone
they seem to come n set me free

so i guess i better b a friend
and help them through
a lot of tough sorrows
the hopefully now wont come true