im hurt i feel like my chest has a gaping hole in it.. I cant be happy life wont let me for every smile i get anouther bullett in my chest. equivelent exchange how cruel and true i need help i need some one to talk to... but im to proud to talk to those around me and those i do trust are either lost to me or unreachable thats why i draw thats why i write its why i ride to shut me up to stop thinking about the pain for just a little while i dont know what to do... I have never felt so lost
Shattered Soul Kaen · Tue Jan 06, 2009 @ 07:08am · 0 Comments |