Does Justice exist?
Streaming tears wet my face beneath red rimmed...
You called me an angel, there must be a twist
I'v not seen an angel with scars on her wrists...
I'm failing,
I'm falling...
Eleven Dozen Roses
And One That Doesn't Matter...
Dad came in stumbling drunk,
He looked at us like we were a piece of junk...
Look at that girl, who is she?
her eyes are sad and her hands, they bleed...
My poetic angel
Please descend to me...
*Please Read*
I’m leaving in September...
He has torn me up inside,
just watched the tears I cried...
I cut myself again today
I couldn’t help it...
Every night i sit and cry
Wondering why I'd rather die...
What would happen if I'm not there
would any one miss me or even care...