Monday, October 10, 2005

a dedication to the broken

who do i blame?
no one but myself..
could've it been better?
could've it been worst?
i dont know
but it was beautiful
tatooed memories of my mind it remains
like the needle that pierces my skin, it hurts
and like the ink that remains, a reminder
release me, i pray
let me breathe the sweet air that use to fill my lungs
let the joy of life fill my heart once again
but until that day
so it shall be ....

bradass at 10/10/2005 02:08:00 AM