My life is black, I cannot see, of what has come from me. The pain, the suffer, is just another thing I am sad, mad, scared about. What has come of me?
Will I live? Or will I die? I try to get out, leave this terribal place, But nothing, no joy or hope. But what, what's that? I see a light. I follow the light. I know what I must do. Stop trying just let it happen. Stop lieing. Love my life just the way it is. Now, I am in all light. Nothing is wrong. I am back where i belong. Where I should be. For now, and for eternity.
- Title: the light
- Artist: jbrosnumber1fan
- Description: I am 12 years old. This is how I used to feel. Please comment
- Date: 08/14/2008
- Tags: light