Everyday I wonder whether I should wait for my next surprise in life,or just die.My cold heart that resigns in my body is filled with darkness and bad memories that poison my body with hate,sorrow and sadness.As I live in the light and share my life with my friends I slowly kill time as it passes,stabbing it in the back.Recording this paragraph from my book of life I try to read the page from my future but all were blank.By seeing this I wonder what I've done tocause this screeching halt in my life...
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