Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Some how my heart is dead but it keeps beating. My heart beats after dying to many time. I feel cold and lost in this deadly world. Everyone trying to make it, to pass, to win the war. Why do i fight and do not die from a shot. Some how I am dead inside. I can not go back home and see my love dead. I can not see it. I will stay and fight or die. Please god there got to be a way out of this mess. crying I do not want to feel alone anymore. I do not want to feel this sorrow. I can not hide when I want to. I can not hold on anymore. God-damn-it I got to fight for my love that fought for me. i can not be free until i get my love back and see him. Baby I need your kiss and your hand to move on with the world.