I wrote what i really felt but i deleted it.. and just left this

I have done it again.
one year in every ten
I manage it
a sort of walking miracle....
I am only 20.
And like the cat i have nine times to die.

This is number three....

hey God, i really don't know what you mean.
seems like salvation comes only in our dreams.
i feel my hatred grow all the more extreme.
hey God, can this world really be as sad as it seems

Life it seems, will fade away ( Read more... )

Crying at night
Thinking why it’s got to be
Crying at night
You’re going through my mind
Like a ship in the sea
Crying at night
Praying god to see
What will it be?

Of sweet breath is ( Read more... )

Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes ( Read more... )

words brought our first encounter, the look into her glowing eyes, the caress of our bodies together, the kiss of her sweet lips to mine, the first I love you, the memories that will last to infinity, misspoken words took her away in a heated moment, and the only feelings left are from the memories of our love, and always remembering the words, the ( Read more... )

for what ive gone threw is strange but i was happy..threw the days as i lived. u know i had nothing before just hated by many,and in one of my last post about my birthday, it had just passed and i wanted to just get it over with cause it wasnt going to be worth anything just another day in my life and a year later it's still the same..but this year ( Read more... )

believe I can see the future ( Read more... )