6 September 2012
I breath of misery. And live on pain. This life is worthless. And living is a strain.
My mind filled with nothing. My heart is freezing cold. I feel no emotions. And my soul is old.
I'm haunted by ghosts. That make me cry at night. I'm desperatly searching. For a place where I can hide.
I drag myself through ever day. And tell myself that I'm okay. And everytime I tell this lie. All I want to do is cry.
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sorry it's so depressing.. (:
This Life • Opuss № I