I feel like I'm dying inside.
No one can reach me.
I'm drowning in a pool of my tears.
I look at the roses and as time passes by they die.
Just like I am.
All colorful for a period of time.
Until they weren't watered anymore.
They then turned all drak and ugly.
I was happy then i became numb.
I don't know where it went wrong.
Now not many people want to be around me.
I don't blame them.
I dont want to be aroune me either.

Someone throw me a rope to grap on to.
I feel like I'm fighting a war against my self, and theres no one to
help.
It's dark in this lonely soul of mine
some one turn on the light.
I look at the fire in the fire place.
I picture all the people that hurt me.
As I look at the fire in to the reds, yellows, and oranges so bright and
warm.
I burn all my tears, fears and troubles.
Then close my eyes and just wish for everything to go back to normal.
As just one last tear follows the path the other cold painful tears left.
As I cried my last tear for the night, feeling at ease.
I knew that I would wake up with a pillow full of tears, dreams that
aren't dreamt, and fears that i will never over come.

 
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