I have a wild creative writing imagination filled with such enthusiasm filled with life sources that have occurred or presently or just extra spiced up images of absolutely anythink !!!! Write right right right
Dont Think of me Please dont look at me Im just a bad note in someones #life I tried to breath love But it was too much for them Now i deserve the torn Wripping and Thrown inside a bin
Sleep Could cure a lot of things But i want it now And never ending
Dizzy Distracted Just dont know Maybe i dont Maybe i wont
My Past Has haunted me Its all atound And double living I came back to it Where reality is im a liar And im supposed to jog on skip And cope before i choked Thats my guilt is past abuse Where i have actually been properly used My heart is bruised But not dead I like to feel fed back into #life again Or carry on faking my smiles i can do At times i could break down and cry Every second more stretched about me Is a torture No light of its own Just a cold bold world to run around into Taking this pain away without a thought Until i get cought
