Confused (yet again)
my emotions have yet to kill me as i wait for another chance i weakin in my days and strengthn in my nights love cannot save me now for it is demolished in numbers the love of mine is great, but he small amount of seemingly hate over rides why? Lucky am i for what i ave thankful i am not dead but i am alive no one said it was supposed to be easy but so young it hurts so bad hate is not yet to be said but anger is still leathl can i live so long as to be forgiven? or will that only come to me at my death? i cannot hold my head so high as to show my front my head hangs with humility and all i can do is cry Written April 15th, 2002 © on Apr 15 2002 07:23 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"my emotions have yet to kill me..."