Submissions by Blacksorrow

As I sit here alone not feeling no love
No point in my arm, No drugs in my blood.
Weeks have gone by, and I still feel the pain
But I still won't stick black into my viens.
I Hold my head up high as I go on with life
But in my big heart, It feels like a knife.
It rips at my heart, Slashing away
With a tear in my eye, I begin to pray.
I've lost all that is close, and so dear to me.
I've lost some close friends, and most of my family.
Still praying to God, that I can stay strong
I hold my head up high, and keep moving along.
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