I have been through my share of beatings,stabbings and shootings. I have been broken so many times lost count. I swear death is pissed as many times as ive come within his grasp to be pulled back into my personal hell i call life. Yet through it all and the constant betrayel i may have lost the use of emotions and my will to trust. THe light has faded from my eyes the love from my heart leaving it cold and black....yet i havent lost my will and strength to keep figting....sometimes i am so close to just falling......half the time i dont even know why i keep fighting......
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