I wrote this because I felt empty inside. I felt... dead. Like there was nothing there to live for, but... like I was going to live on in spite of the feeling of trapped loniliness.
funny how we try to keep so much from people...then when we don't even realize, often too late, the heart speaks between the lines...Our cover blown, but God never forsakes. This is dedicated to EMS, a very special friend.
Hope no one finds this too offensive, but I won't be surprised if people did. Just someone rubbed my personality wrong, and this was the only thing I could think of doing.
