Feelings
Current mood: stressed
As I lay thinking on my bed,
A trail of thoughts run through my head.
My pillows wet from tears i cry,
I only wish that I would die.
My days are dark, my nights are long
I wonder where my life went wrong.
My life is hanging by a rope,
I'm losing faith, I'm losing hope.
Myself again I want to find,
And leave my horrid past behind.
I fight to hide my hurt and pain,
But death will come to knock again.
With you I share these thoughts of mine,
And pray someday the sun will shine,
My love for you is deep and free,
For without you all where would I be.
Eileen (AKA Sweet)
