I did that wrong
I didn't do this right...
Satisfaction always evaded my grasp as I ran...
That blew back the very knives that had decorated...
The night falls with a silent sigh, cold and alone...
the light for which you pray...
I think I'm sick in the head..
and it even hurts to say this...
My heart twist in pain
So tightly...
Mother
Do you remember...
Take away what you said.
Rip it apart before I bleed...
2014-07-16 00:12
If yesterday hadn't come...
I do not dance
in the silent rain...
Rain pours down on the rooftop,
Like all the tears I cried that day...
Rubbing my temple,
I try to fight off the ongoing slaught of tears...
Dear God,I wrote this letter,
To put my thoughts on this paper...