Monday, January 22, 2007
So many things are happening to me
Things that are supposed to make me happy
But my spirit's been dampened
My highs felt low
My lows felt even lower
I hid away, ashamed
Silence screams for forgiveness
Thank you consequence
The light now shines bright on my actions
so bright it hurts
Forgive me dear friend
For I had failed you,
so miserably
The concentration of nicotine in my system
has never been higher
BLOG END
Monday, January 22, 2007
