Gjest slengt Skrevet 10. oktober 2002 Del Skrevet 10. oktober 2002 In the dark places of my mind Where sanity is hard to find, every thought is black and white People say that kind of thought is not right There is nothing that will make it go away At times I hope to die, to God I pray All abandonment is real, this may not be true, but it is how I feel For all this insanity, I know I am to blame For all the pain I cause I feel the shame At times it wears many different faces From this pain, there are no safe places It's strange I know to cut, to stop the pain To tell you why is hard to explain They say there's no medication I wish this was just some hallucination No matter what I do, there seems no joy All my relationships I seem to destroy I can't control my temper when I'm mad I see myself as being bad I cannot trust that what people say is true For fear that I will be hurt if I do Perfect is what I want to be, then everyone will love me and not abandon me 0 Siter Lenke til kommentar Del på andre sider Flere delingsvalg…
thinkerbell Skrevet 10. oktober 2002 Del Skrevet 10. oktober 2002 Gå inn i mørket.. og puss sotet av lampen. Jeg vil så gjerne skimte lys i dine bebodde øyne. (fritt etter H. 0 Siter Lenke til kommentar Del på andre sider Flere delingsvalg…
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