mademan

its been so long , since last time i felt at home. this worlds is so cold. a lonesome walk day in, day out of your life .think you find happiness then turn around an fuck it up on dime. the ups, the downs, the trails, the mistakes. how much more can i take. you never really relize how much you die inside for thos gambles you take until its to late. nothing to debate. walk away you earse. their best/ worst thing, there mistake. no more room for love. no one else will bring me to my knees. everyday still a constant battle for me acceptting i thought away everything i loved on bet. now life just dont feel same. its like any more im just wasteing away. im suck in this whole, its black dark an cold .no ones around im by myself .no sounds no muffules. im suck in my own paradox.trapped like slavery, suffering everyday. regretting decision i have made.some days wishung someone would put me in grave. it all comes from choices i have made ,no one froce me to be this way. no i was born a fuck up ,but yet im out here fighting everyday to get this shit right. the only thing i fucking care about , i want to be a goood father to my kids. so im keep in this fight til someone puts out my lights