Its Christmas time and i hear chideren laugh and play while i wait to die and fly away from this hell and never come back. people wait for santa clause as i wait for the grim reaper and something is peventing him from coming. Presents , lights , joy and love all the things i want but never get. Santa gives toys and hopes and dreams but he gives me nothing , nothing at all and thats why i call this place , this place that they call home but for some reason i call it hell....
KaylaMuffin · Mon Dec 24, 2007 @ 03:15am · 0 Comments |