July 14, 2011
And at the end when I couldn't breathe,
and had violent thoughts of wanting to leave,
this world full of hearts that have turned so cold,
I rememebered that I do,
want to grow old,
and share my story with the ones I love,
because I will rise beyond and above,
the ones who have hurt me and left me for dead,
I will erase all of them from my head.
I choose to lead a different life,
I can't keep getting cut with this knife,
I'm done with the drama,
the heartache,
the pain,
so from now on,
it won't be the same.

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Anagam said...
Jul. 21, 2011 at 10:15 am
i've felt this way b4!
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