.:  There Was Many Times Where I Would Run Away, Many Days Where I Would Hide And Pretend To Pray. Praying To A God Who Has Yet To Show, Pray To A Being That Has Yet To Give Me The Information I Have A Desire To Know And This Is The Life I Live Each Day, This Is The Love I Deal With Along With This Pain. Nothing Can Be An Interruption, This World Has Fallen Into Corruption. I Stand Here, Holding Onto My Hopes, I Stand Here, Grabbing Onto Sturdy Ropes. So Try To take Me Down, Try To Steal My Happiness Then Replace It With A Frown. You Have Yet To See The Show, So Please Sit Down In A Filed Row. You Cannot Win, Nor Shall You Ever Be Called A Loyal Kin. Your Just An Acquaintance, A Simple Fool, Full Of Your Own Slop and Gruel. So Be Gone With Your Childish Stories That Are Full Of Adventure, It's My Time To Come And Show The People, With A World Owned By A Bloodthirsty Torturer. A Story To Fill Your Sorrows, Full Of Hopes And Love. A Story To Teach You Real Lessons, No One Can Teach You. Not Even The Gods From Above. Lean In Closely, Little Child, And Prepare Your Mind For The Ravaging Wild. A World You Call Your Own. :.

'She takes cuts to everyday she is able to breath, a world of hatred she only sees. Does her eyes need to be covered to hear the happiness of those around her? The happiness that shes still breathing, that she still has a heart that is beating. Close your eyes my dear, you may not see the stars that shine above you. But they are their. And you are here, for I am still beside you.' You are alive still, just so that you were able to meet me. I'm no angel, but I will save you.
-Zen
  • Vernon, CT
  • JoinedFebruary 12, 2011



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