2014-06-26 03:45 AM
I've written countless books...
I can feel it;
The monster as it moves inside of me...
I still remember the day I would use my
Lunch money at school to pay these girls...
They tumble off the page,
... letter...
Over and over again in my head , I run through...
My lungs turn to stone...
She didn't cry
Or dare to weep...
Have you ever felt lonely?
Like few people are ever there...
I woke up this morning with that very same thought
Why am I still here? I must have fought...
You saw my pain
you saw it as a chance for gain...
The place I was meant to take my life,
On that late March fourth night...
Its never been like this
I've never had support...
It saw in your mind for years
i could see it in your eyes...