The tears
I rarely come here anymore because I just don;t feel that anyone will ever understand. I don't mean you people, I mean the world.
It's 5:21 in the morning here and I can't stop crying.
I can't forget. And I remeber words being said to me that were words of love that were followed by so muchpain.
I can't tell you how much I hurt right now. How the memories keep pouring into my mind. Of then.
I wish he had killed me.
It's 5:21 in the morning here and I can't stop crying.
I can't forget. And I remeber words being said to me that were words of love that were followed by so muchpain.
I can't tell you how much I hurt right now. How the memories keep pouring into my mind. Of then.
I wish he had killed me.