I guess this is me,
It’s hard living life like this,
Crying these bones to sleep,
Slicing through the skin,
Waking up with stains on your shirts,
Wish god would spare me some love,
No one to run to in this selfish world,
Maybe I wasn’t meant for this time,
The time will soon come,
If god won’t take action,
Suppose my hands shall,
Running out of options,
The people have abandoned me,
Now I lye alone at night,
No more dreams,
Tired of wishing,
I am wanting this deed,
I am wanting Death…
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Written June 9th, 2004
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well sometimes...things are meant to be in that way...i know its kinda hard..cause i am hopeless too....nothing is left to wish for....its all empty..and i wander if God is still..there..but somehow...i know He is watching us closely....so..even when my hope is dying.......i still choose..to believe....there is hope..somewhere..deep inside...
nice work.
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