Monday, December 11, 2006

I'm the same

The times in which have not been few desire not to exist. Treatment to understand the pain that I suffer, why of my tears, why of a life without sense. I have never found what I wanted, maybe there are things that look like to him, but are hopes that just a short time last shining before you. I want to shout, to run with all my forces and to leave it everything, without watched back, but i am here, locked up in a world of which my soul does not have escape. My torments surround to me, and feeling guilty, I do not have but option that to drop to me, in the only abyss in that I was stopped therefore time, finally, my forces finished, single arises to my the dark around, the heart represses to me, while I feel that I die slowly.

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