Walking with your rod in hand
Across this rocky ridged path
To get you your favorite fishing spot
Where you stay until it begins to get dark

When you try to stand up
You realize if to slippery to walk
But you need to cross it to get to your car
So you have no choice but to move on

Wishing you didn't come to this spot
The darker it gets the harder it is to walk
Then you come to this odd looking rock
You think you can cross it with out getting hurt

But when you do you slip and you **** lands on it's curve
You try to get up but cry in pain
You yell for your son to come help you as fast as he can
He runs over to you and grabs your hand

As he pulls you up with all his might
You've never let pain like this in all your life
You try your best to walk off these rocks
But in your head you want to push your self off

To drift in the sea and let the water take you away
But he keeps hold of your hand and forces you on you way
It takes 10 long minutes to get to the car
When you get in to the drivers seat you balling your eyes out

Since the fall it's gotten worse you back has now gone
You can barely walk a block with out your feet going numb
You now have a can to balance your self out
Your disliked are now all pushed out

You've tried every kind of treatment with out any success
And you have no idea what your going to do next
What you need is to get your back fixed up
Or soon you won't be able to walk at all

I hate that feeling.
That feeling when you are sad.
But you have no idea why.
You feel very empty.
But nothing in particular happened.
They ask you whats wrong.
But you can't explain
Or they don't even ask anything.
I don't know which one is wrost.
It just feel like
I miss someone,
I never met,
Like I need someone who doesn't need me.
The loneliness hovers over me.
Takes control over me.
I don't even care.
Iisolate myself on purpose.
Sadness become My best and only friend*..

Garland, hanging in the loops, Chip the tooth. Have no feelings a certain region. A Brick House of fillings what a feeling, and one bad chapter doesn't mean the book is over. Remember keep moving and improving, cause there is a poor soul out there that has wrost than you and I. Faith is all we have, to give us the truth the cause of it love. A feeling from within.

she sees a world of hurt
she sees a pain too big for her to handle
when she tries to conqur demons
it brings her more pain

she wants to be normal
but what is it anymore
what is normal
i dont know anymore

the pain she hates
herself she hates
wants to be by herself
but is scared to be

she hates her life
wants to end it
wishes she could sleep all day all night
because sleep paralyzes the pain
that she feels on the inside

the wrost kind of pain to feel
is the pain you can easily mask
so no one else sees
whats really going on inside