środa, grudnia 7

I break

Shut me off. I am ready, heart stops. I stand alone and can't be on my own. I will make it go away, can't be here no more. Seems this is the only way, I will soon be gone. These feelings will be gone. Now I see the times they change, leaving doesn't seems so strange. I am hoping I can find where to leave my hurt behind. All this shit I seem to take, all alone I seem to break. I have lived the best I can. Does this make me not a man?!?