I like to write I also like when people read what I write I like even more when they write a little something about what I wroth So I know, what I've written is good or bad

Back To Me Feel the rip in my soul A giant aching, bleeding hole Sitting here all alone Selfhating down to the bone Can't believe this happened to me Feeling so damn unhappy Once strong and proud now screaming out loud Hoping the hurt will end And not being my only friend You took my beautiful heart But begun beating it from the start Failing to say goodbye I stayed listening to you lie At last understanding what It had cost What once was me was lost What I lost I try to find Wondering how I ever could've left me behind Just now starting to see I'm finally, totally free Realizing I can do What ever I want to Thinking that this pain may not be all in vain Knowing what love can take I'm going to learn from my mistake Always and forever more I promise never to go where I went before Remembering what not to be and the value of forever being ME

Dream Of You You were here I could feel you Your warm skin, your hand against my cheek I could hear your voice Feel your glance I was loved, I was precious I could feel you At night, a dream..... You were here

Fail to plan = Plan to fail