scard for life...
ill always remember the times...
you'll always be mine...
and as i see these crude marks...
i couldnt see you pretty eyes shine...
all i could see was the tears of sorrow...
going through all this is alot of trouble...
so as i reached for the knife...
and "i mark my self a new identity"
trying to cover up my depression with the words of "hypocrisy"
not knowing that the father, and our savior was already there helping me through...
not knowing my baby girl was also by my side too...
and the pressure goes in, the blood comes out...
the adrenaline feels good, with out a doubt...
sometimes i get soo angry i jus wanna shout...
the drepression, and the motion of my fluctuating mind is moving carelessly on, and on and on!!
my life is struggling, as i hang from a thread of love, which is my only salvation to keep me alive...
and God, is my true savior...
(love is the answer, but don't fall into its trickery)
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