My life is as follows > A story I wrote and am still working on
Posted on 24-6-2008 at 05:44 PM
OK WORK WITH ME I KNOW THIS IS LONG BUT I NEED U TO READ IT CUZ I NEED FEEDBACK.
It was a bitter drizzling February darkness in 1991 when my Kid brother Johnny was killed in a horrifying tragedy, I never found out until tonight. It
was when I turned seventeen; I was out somewhere I never should have been at in the first place, at The Channel bar. My friends had begged me to go,
but I never should have listened, and here two hundred years later I still regret ever going. My supposed friends had abandoned me...
i don't even know what i want to write about right now cuz imz sooooo fekd up by being slep deprived and i havent ate ne ting for like
2 days so i'm like sick, and even though i kno i only feel sick cuz i haven't ate, i still can't eat cuz i feel to sick!!!
Could this dried up life be filled again,
by the hands of some unseen force?
Show me some kind of sign, that I
have not lost your love.
The continuance of such a strong emotion,
could it be that i have never really lost hope?
Show some kind of sign, am I not a phariah,
lost in the thick grey gun smoke.
Love never dies of that i am sure,
it's just lost in the wall of lies,
Continuance, thats all we need,
Continuance of a well meaning life.
