Hinden Path
My heart is cold and my mind is blank there's no strength left in this tank
I cry but im out of tears I hate my life and that is sincere you can look at my eyes and see the pain person after person they leaves stains is there a light at the end of the road im getting weak trying to hold on to the rope of hope please forgive me if i sound depress i just need to stuff off my chest i wear my heart on my sleeve every single day and to god i just have to pray for a better day if you can help that be grand im tired of sinking in quicksand i think i fell in live but it was a trap im going to take precautions and that's a fact no im going to leave this poem at it is i hope one day i can shre my experiences
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