July 29, 2009
By Anonymous

Tonight i walk through empty streets
Blood still dripping to my feet
I sat there woundering how this could be
How could my past catch up with me
When you lock something up and through away the key
You don't expect it to still make you bleed
I'm numb from all the drugs in me 
And all the pain that you can't see
I can't seem to put down the blade
The pain is running threw my veins
With every cut it gets deeper
Untill I can't feel anything at all 
Could this all really be my fault
Or just another silly flaw
I feel the blood draining out of me
I'll sit here and fall asleep
When the morning comes 
And I'm no longer there
All the sudden people notice and care 

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Nana said...
on Aug. 6 2009 at 11:47 pm
Bryan, this one is kind of scary. Write something upbeat for me, like blessings still to come and the joy of knowing He has a plan for our lives.

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