I am sorry to say
this is my last letter...

There is a time for laughter
and a time for sorrow...

How can I be so cold
while walking through hell...

A poem is so insufficient for all the feelings I...
I tell him that I love him, I tell him its for...

So I'm not you're perfect
I'm not all you want me to be...

This sorrow sits deep inside
with defeat and fears...

So i messed up
what can i say...

No one to hold me
no one to care...

From the depths of my soul
to the blackest pits of hell...

Coupled bodies
intense passion...

I liked you
but you didn't care...

Tears are streaming down my face
my mind is a dark and desolate place...