I have no reason to run or fight. The girl of my dreams saved my life from a path of misery and lost of hope. She made my cold broken heart beat with explosive energetic life. She is saved me from the path of dark abuse of energy drinks.

She saved my life making my heart beat and bring me back to life my baby is my light and explosive energetic life

I lay in the most of my thoughts with the feeling of regret for my past forced into a young teen straight into a soldier with anger spilling out . The most of this is the flashback to the trama that broken me leeaven my body broken wounded.


I have nothing left to lose when the evil side comes out .


Seeing death watching as the world turn I to a ****** mess .

I have been broke. And tricked into fighting the broken and the last fear.

Nothingscares me anymore there's nothing left in my path fromthedistruction left by the demons them selves

I have no way to tell you how much waging wares I have to fright.

I have no way out to set free my mind.
I can't find love cause you will whisper to me you hate me screaming every. Mistake you made chasing me away.

I will never beloved even tho my heart is screaming in fear hoping to never be alone.  


I wish I could scream my hearts content telling you how much I don't hate you even if you leave me behind.


Even tho my sad heart is going to be lost I will be hoping for someone to know what Linley Ness and sadness feels like.


My heart screms with hope and lost thoughts that drift away.

I'm stronger than twisted mother ***** who have no clear idea who they want to be.
What limits do I should show. My evil side of me has a mind of its own.
My anger turns your vision into blindness.
My evil side has no heart only twisted lies scars wounds that never singe.


My evil side plays games like a oijia board gone horribly wrong.
Your ideas become twisted games  turning dangerous with no way to turn back and run.


My evil  side is stronger when you manipulate  break take every thing of me. My evil side feeds on your misfortunes it feeds off your own stupidity it feeds on all your horrible remarks insults lies. My evil side only grows stringer from your twisted bul **** and your stupidest ucks

My mind is broke my heart screams with tears in can't cry out. My regrets follow me pouring nothing but a dreary rain cloud  pouring Frigid rain soaking me down to the bone till I go insain.  I wish I could of told you inside I'm slowly wasting away just like a graveyard filled with rotting rusty  machines.
I wish I could of told my mom is really needed her when I had the darkest days where I felt like I was suffocating.

Every ******* ******* thing I nevery told or should of said enstead  of  holding and hiding my life mistakes.

My every wound seems to fall deeper and my heart feels so heavey with all my battles I problem killed to breath.

My regrets just keeps me from stopping I rather run.
My 25 regret it wish I was able to keep strong but I feel like I rather not necessarily there for  my famly.

Butmy biggest regret is my fear of losing my mom or dad in the night if they pass away threw there sleep I'll let be broken sending me to pack a back and leave my fear is I'm bipolar and I'm scared or losing them. My every word doesn't seem to matter only my creative thoughts do.



I am filled with wounds scares all from my every single regret that is like the darkness or the smoke from cigarettes.


I am broken to the point I'm unfixable.
So I just drag myself and long taking blow by blow making me weaker ad time goes on .
I  know you have to tell your life stories bit shut the **** up if you see or I tell you my life story  you'll problem drown your self in your own tears if you look at me you'll not bear able to but stair so don't tell Meveryone our ******* story  look at my broken mind body tell me if you can fix the years of the he'll that consumed me killing me hashing my voice where I couldn't scream or breath I was traded into ****** silent only that funny side I was torched till my lungs burned with hate

So don't tell my your Bulls **** life stories just look at me and try not to drown your self in your tears just listen and know I'm note strong enough to to be fixed

My biggest regret is I'm scared to lose my mom and dad I don't know if my last Batley ids strong enough to  hold I might just shut down and fall apart

I am broken and unfortunately unfixable

The beautiful scars that you have gain from the storms you have endure

Lites up your Most beautiful soul, revealing your strength through it.

Touching the Hearts of those that gain a glimpse of it and knew..

Just how much that you had to endure, with Christ Jesus help.

To see the Creator, in your chemistry connected to Him here.

The same Savior whom went to the cross for us on Calvary.

And then on the 3rd day Risen to rescue us from our Sins.

Those same scars, that hides within you were put there.

Because of the Spirit that dwells within you Protected you.

For in reality you should be dead, and in the bowels of the earth.

But you have been rescued, from death several times here.

Because he is not done with you, Praise our Savior God.