I'm sorry for everyday that I'm here.
I dream of these selfish things, but
what were you hoping for?
I sit alone forever knowing.
I won't be here forever, so
don't give away the end.
This is the only thing I know to do.
Is to sit here wishing for you, so
please don't fail me now.
One more step to the edge.
My knee's are weak, and
there is nothing left to breathe.
There is nothing left to see, yet
I'm still sorry for this day.
I hate the things I like to say.
Today is the best day to go away.
I have nothing left to say.
I'm tired of waiting for something that will never come around.
I'm tired of waiting for someone that doesn't exist.
Why can't this hurt be through?
Why is the pain so true?
You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come. Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of birth pains. (Matthew 24:6-8; Mark 13:7-8 NIV).Mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God -- having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with them. (2 Timothy 3:1-5 NIV). But the day of the Lord will come like a thief. The heavens will disappear with a roar; the elements will be destroyed by fire, and the earth and everything in it will be laid bare. (2 Peter 3:10 NIV). An...
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