My life can be summed up in my drawer full of hurt. The drawer is filled with many things Letters from jail letters of love and my lessons learned My failures and accomplishments and all the pain I deserve court records phone numbers keys ticket stubs from the days i want to recur It was a time i was much higher, much higher for sure now all i feel is like im stuck in the dirt but alas to those days my life will not revert i have to pick up the peices that led to the feces that have left stains on my shirt Looking back it seems like i have lost my self worth I have lost everything important in my life if you know me im sure you concur The friends the happy days my family the cars the money the jacket made of fur the free time the touch my woman even my work. I have mourned without comfort but my heart is still pure and they say blessed are the poor and blessed are the meek cause they will inherit the earth I am waiting for that day and i would like it to occur but if not than in death just make sure im not burned CC MB MW ZV ES DM EF RA DB MP I Love and Miss you.... Im sorry....
Posted on: Fri, 09 Aug 2013 00:01:32 +0000
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