This one's for B.P
What a day..
Finger pointed in my direction..Your words hitting me harder than a punch..
Pushing me into a corner.. where Shadows are Security..
The pain was too much to bear and i couldn't keep it bottled in so i ran into the storeroom and screamed my lungs out into my hoodie..
I guess that i did it too hard and it tore the surgical wounds.. Stupid me!
There was a little blood at first and i thought everything was ok but when i got home, the blood ran freely..
like wine.. only sweeter..
Maybe i need to bleed a little to show you how much this means... the puppy that's kicked away, only to return obediently
MAybe i should stop being Mr Nice..
But you know i can't cos it's in my soul to be someone good...
~Changes for the Better... hope in my heart
*Don't blame yourself.. I needed to let it out..
.. i FREAKIN miss my Baby Girl. .
10 August 2008
I bled for you....
Posted by Jason Thomas at 12:35 AM
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