Late at night, I tried to escape.
Tried to tiptoe out of the door...
Mother I want you to know a secret,
Something I keep hidden deep inside...
I can still hear the cries,
thoose cries from many years ago...
I have protested my innocence
And since then, have lost my breath...
Tied up by a rope knotted at my throat
struggling for the bitter sweet taste of your kiss...
Riding was his life.
Beating the time was a wish...
Your letters still comfort me
and help me through my reckless times...
I sit here wondering if you care.
Wondering why my life is so bare...
EVERYTHING WAS JUST TOO HARD FOR HER
SHE WANTED TO RUNAWAY AND DIE...
I am desperately
crying out for help...
Monday,
is the day i miss you...
Something is burning
The soft part of my skin...