• life delays all my best times.
    i don't care anymore. I've gone through anough.
    im sick of the lies.My strands of hair flow in the winds. as it is being pulled into a rugged pony tail.All,all of the ties.
    put together.my supplies, short,low, distinguished in a fire.
    im alone. suffering. scars along my arm.
    I look one more time back and never glance again.
    I'm running. with my tears falling onto the watery path. I wish, it never happend.family i loved, i see there pass overs one time. I just have one wish...just, just please come back.