Post by Will the Webmaster on Apr 26, 2006 6:36:47 GMT -5
I usually write morbid stuff....so....yeah. ^^ This was for one of my characters who is actually almost exactly like me, but she's a girl. 
Everyday she tries to fight,
The pain that blinds her sight,
She prays to hold on a little longer,
To face this day a little stronger,
But her hold always slacks,
She cries and wonders what she lacks,
She holds her hands wide,
Inviting someone to love, stay by her side,
Tears stream down her pale face,
For she is bound unto this place,
Never to leave, only to hope,
For a haven away from deaths grope,
Where scars turn to a soft touch,
Caressess of those who love her much,
But she is locked in the cell,
Her living nightmare of cutting, her He.ll
Everyday she tries to fight,
The pain that blinds her sight,
She prays to hold on a little longer,
To face this day a little stronger,
But her hold always slacks,
She cries and wonders what she lacks,
She holds her hands wide,
Inviting someone to love, stay by her side,
Tears stream down her pale face,
For she is bound unto this place,
Never to leave, only to hope,
For a haven away from deaths grope,
Where scars turn to a soft touch,
Caressess of those who love her much,
But she is locked in the cell,
Her living nightmare of cutting, her He.ll
