I need someone to hold me...
for i am weak...

I need someone to hold me...
for i am weak...

I was almost close to suicide,
When suddenly I had to decide...

Not even a poem. More of a venting session.
Laughter. Joy. Excitement...

Every night i want to cry
Deep down inside, I want to die...

This is not really good poem. it's just how i feel
i want to go to a place...

I hate my life..
i cover my problems with my smiles...

Nothing seems to heal all the pain...
Nothing seems to undo all the things that I have...

I never thought...
About all of those things...

Life is what tortures me inside....
Sometimes it makes me want to die...

Everyday,
When you're close to me...

Hey boy. You are so fine...
I just want you to be mine...