Behind the grey

Better ways to kill the pain
2003-05-25 05:11:42 (UTC)

Another nameless poem

All of these tears,
only one life to take
It's too much to bare
And I can't stand this taste
I'm so sick of this lonely life
Nothing less then faking
It withers me down
And I'm so close to breaking
But whos to say where I'll end up
I'm sure one way I'll make it through
Twisted, lost, and torn apart
But I always do
Locked up and hidden
My faith and dreams inside
The last few things I have
My last will to survive
It's there when I stare at the sky
My vision of hope
And I won't let it go
I won't let it die at the end of a rope




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