The scars of old and new pain etched into my heart.
Bleeding broken and torn apart
Mauled by the devilish man who pretended to be a real man.
A trial and tribulation that I won by walking away. How many years would I have taken to get away from this one if I had fully committed to just him. I find that I've become numbed the embrace of warm blooded heart.
I want the darkness of a lover from the dark side of life.
I want to dance with death again
yet know i won't die
I find that death doesn't want me
wonder what the reason why i'm even alive
Alone all the time
no place i can call my home
family is there but don't feel connected
lost in a sea of depression
lost in loneliness
where is the man who loves me?
why hasn't he been found?
or am i the one who never becomes found.
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