Do it!


Tis something I wrote a while ago

I’ve expected my own fate
Death is the path I’ll take
I’m on my knee crying now
We’re did she go…
I know I messed up but I still need her here
With out I’ve fallen down
Cuts on my wrist. Blood on my hands
I can’t do it no more
I’ve reached my breaking point
I’m cold with out her
Every thing fades away



Start of a song, rough draft

I want Someone to hold me tight,
Someone to comb my hair,
Someone to wipe my eyes,
Someone to just be there,
I want some one to just be there,
I want someone to just