and now its Tuesdays poem
~My life is crumbling around me, and all I can do is watch the sand sift through my shaky fingers. Everything I touch is destroyed in a matter of days. I am a plague, cursing all those around me. I am scorned every waking minute of every blazing day. With a fake smile on my face, and tear stains in my heart, I make the best of each day. Less painful than the wicked truth. Life spiraling out of control . . . why won't it stop? When will it end? The time is now. I must leave you. And never forget -- I love you~
 The Hybrid Rose · Tue Apr 29, 2008 @ 03:37pm · 0 Comments |
