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I don't know what to do, all I think I can do is lost, I need to be told whats right? and whats wrong? for I have nowhere els to belong,

In your arms I am loved, in your arms I am found, and in my prision is where I am found, Within this prison holds my death wish, and all I wish is for a good bye kiss, don't take this the wrong way, I have loved you sence the very first day

I love you and never will leave you, but this little poem may kill you, even though it means nothing accept, I love you

silly boy, thinking the outcome will be the worst, but this is really just feeding my thurst, I just want to let it out, and hope this little shout, will help us out..

I guess what I'm trying to say is, I love you, but it's hard to say... When we're always fighting in this dismay, When we fight I just feel lost and alone, but I know I'm never alone becuase I found you, you are my home

This may feel like hate, but it's not even close, it's almost to late, for this is what I feel okay?

I hate it when we fight, I hate it when you make my cry in the moon light, I dislike the way you act, for something I never cause, but I'm always here, Oh yes, always here just for you, so you can abuse the way you feel, use and reuse me over and over again..

My love this is nothing, but my cry for help; panicing, without you, I cannot see, for you gave me your key, and I have gave you mine, I just want to let you know, I can nolonger go on with this flow..

The flow of anxiety must depart, or els I will have to end my part...

I love you