Is it worth it.
So what if I fight.
What reason do I have.
I can save the love in side of me
And can be a happy human again.
So I fight
Losing my power..
Losing my grip of life.
Falling, breathing cold air,
When I’m running through the night.
I wonder.
is it worth it.
Do I really want to survive
Live forever with memories
Haunting me.
Is it worth saving me.
Cause I really can’t fight anymore.
Killing myself with my bare hands.
My cold hands around my neck
Imagine it’s him
I promised some one to call
When the day has come
But I’m afraid I’m gone break that promise
Cause I’m destined to lose.
What reason do I have.
I can save the love in side of me
And can be a happy human again.
So I fight
Losing my power..
Losing my grip of life.
Falling, breathing cold air,
When I’m running through the night.
I wonder.
is it worth it.
Do I really want to survive
Live forever with memories
Haunting me.
Is it worth saving me.
Cause I really can’t fight anymore.
Killing myself with my bare hands.
My cold hands around my neck
Imagine it’s him
I promised some one to call
When the day has come
But I’m afraid I’m gone break that promise
Cause I’m destined to lose.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| memy: | Woensdag, februari 28, 2007 14:43 |
| je zal niet verliezen.. ik zal naast je staan de klappen opvangen en terugvechten.. don''t break your promise.. it will kill my inside xxx mems | |
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| Auteur: Evannah Una Brianna | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 februari 2007 | ||
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