What Have I BecomeA Poem by LivingDeathI wrote this straight from the heart, no fake emotions.
Previous Version This is a previous version of What Have I Become. What have I become but the one to break my heart, I climb so high just to fall apart. You'd think I'd know by now to stop allowing pain, but when I'm my only friend then what is there to gain? My heart is wrapped in barbs pressed against my soul, so every time it beats shatters a new and deeper hole. I've hurt myself before to see if I was dead, but life poured out of me that thick and golden red. I write these songs of sadness so I can cry at night, I try to withstand the pain but it's always a constant fight. What have I become but the one to break my heart, I climb so high just to fall apart. © 2010 LivingDeathReviews
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Added on April 30, 2010Last Updated on April 30, 2010 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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