"I'll see you soon"
as she hangs up the phone...
**This was not written by me... this was written...
As i keep taking...
**This was not written by me... it was written by...
The knife goes farther and farther...
Something so simple as life,
can fall to pieces...
She is not scared to die
she slowly dies with every lie...
Faced with life and death
Which would you chose...
WHY???
i ask myself why...
The only reason why I'm here is because I have to...
This is a true poem about me and my mom....But I...
Dear Ma,
I wish this sheet could remain blank...
As I lay here crying, sighing
No one is here to save me as I'm dying...
Withered away
Color fades...
One girl,
no friends...