12lightningbolt34

Every day the same old lies, That cut and sever weakened ties, Of bonds that were never meant to be, Just drowning in an endless sea. Of strangers in a faceless crowd. It's because of you, Now I hope you're proud. Of what you did to this now tainted soul. Beaten, broken, swallowed whole, By the darkness invited to envelop my being. They always say that believing is seeing. But I guess that's just it, you see my forced smile. After all it's been plastered on my face for awhile. But is it too late? I don't really know. But the longer I sit here, The more darkness will grow. Am I too far gone? Is there no hope? Will I keep slipping down this bo