A month has gone
And I`m still dwelling on the past...
As my blood trickles down my back. the bruising...
Is it the dream of hope
or the hope of the dream...
Oh, I pray, please give me the power
in this, my most desperate, despondent...
The scars on my arms wont go away
my memories of you will never fade...
I slipped into your worship so easy, clear-view
All I leave around are jagged edges, once new...
It seemed like all was great at first,
it seemed like all was fine...
What I thought we used to have was a happy...
Never could I forget the pain I felt that day
I don't know if again, I could just let you walk...
The Torment and hurt
The pain i just got...
I had to repost this one this is one of my...
Forever Is Not Promised...
2years the flame shined bright and new
water tried to put it out...