The Space in THe Middle

Don't try to tell me you don't know, what I talk about,
iIts that space we often end up in the darkness and our sorrows,
we feel alone, abused , and abandonded.
its no ones fault at that particular moment but our memories,

Memories they say cant hurt you , they have not walked in my shoes.
Memories, you can forget, yes perhaps, but the pain will never go away.
and so I drift in to that place taht place of barren land,
where I am all alone and the feeling s rule the world.

I want to tell you that I am happy, things are all ok
I know too much to try and pretend, anymore, my life is real
no one can comprehend the places are minds go, Thank God for that .
for no one should ever have to live thru those memories.

so I put my fait hI God the Lord, and hope he'll keep me safe
if northing else if i should die than it will not be alone,
I believe that my life is full of sins many that I did not commit
but that I still have to bear, how hard the truth is every day


so for all of you, who have been to this place I commend you for getting pout,
I reach and claw my way, ou t I can not say her long,
its grip on me is very strong, it has caused me much pain and suffering
i have done things I wish I hadnt, because of this stupid place.
I pray that others can get out before they turn to dust
cause I feel that is what thi splace has done to me and now IM dust in the in the wind, blowing here and there
But never whole again
reaching out to friends and family to hold on to me one more time.