I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look around all I can see,
is darkness and pain...
my chest is tight, I can hardly breathe.
I feel empty and broken,
I feel like a monster is trying to escape.
I don't know which way to go...
I am crying but only dry tears,
dust on my face and sores on my mind,
I do not speak nor do I try,
I have a million times.
before I save myself,
and death is my way,
not long from today,
I am seeking my way...
Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.
No matter how we
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
If my world were made of chocolate,
I know what I would do.
I'd make a chocolate
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got
she is always th
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
