Posted by demonsblackrose on Jun 13-04 4:30pm Send Private Message

You don't know what pain is like, until you've felt it ripping through your chest, Until it drives you mad, so that you become completely possessed. You don't know what it's like to feel disgrace, Not until you are crying and it is burning red on your face. You don't know what it is like to feel sorrow, Not until you feel hopeless, and have no hope for tomorrow. You will never understand what I feel, Nor these things that I try to conceal. No one will ever know my shattered past, Because I am leaving at long last. I'll take all my secrets with me, and scatter them to the wind, So that no one will ever know that I have sinned.