Raped once more by the illusion of love,
On my knees wishing for help from above.
Lost in passion I've disgraced myself once more,
I've just woke up feeling empty and sore.
I've fallen from grace of those who instilled,
Crying and sobbing over a piece of me spilled.
Dwelling inside of a part of me hid,
No longer am I a sweet innocent kid.
Smiling thru the worst of pain,
What have I left to gain?
Walking on the broken glass of my life, wonder what it's worth,
Trying to weigh the measurments fo it's mirth.
Wanting to die, but too scared to do it,
Keep telling myself close my eyes, there's nothing to it.
Too scared to run, too scared to fight,
I surrender myself completely to the night.
Hoping not to wake up, it's too good to be true,
It's all your fault, you made me belive you were true.
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