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by Megan Schrom Mar 1, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I saw a light so bold and true i saw a light of gold and blue the light shown done upon my face it was like a walk with grace a walk with grace that it was just like i was a turtle dove flying high above it all i hoped i would never have to fall howd i get here you know ask it was because a real bad past figthing,pushing, screaming nights depressing evenings, real bad fights one day i was pushed way to far above it all there was a car a car to take me far away away from the pain of yesterday