IRC-Galleria

When sorrow surrounds me, i feel pain.
When despair comes, i dont want to live
Is there a place for my hearth? Where my soul would rest
To feel your warm skin.. your arms are my home.
but i lost what i love most. I never be happy again.
loneliness is killing me.
im full of shame and despair.
what i did, i will always remember.
it's a dagger in my hearth.
a wound that wont never heal.
i will bleed.
and die all alone..
but not yet.. i havent suffered enough...