Thoughts

I feel pain
all over my body
theres a cold feeling
running through my veins
its like a winter day
cold and gray
my eyes are swollen
and my hairs a mess
make-up runs all down my face
as i think of the time, date and place
my hands tremble
at the thought of tomorrow
im full of misery, pain and sorrow
i need a hand
to guide me straight
to help me through
to the lords great gate
tell me why, i was chosen to live
a life i cant figure out
i pause and stumble
on obsticles that come my way
my minds tied in knots
im confused at the thoughts that run through my head
these questions that i ponder
have me wishing i was dead