• its not every day you can look to the sky
    and say you finnally see the beauty
    you see for someone like me
    battling this demon
    has let such joys and wonders astray
    im a lone town boy
    slightly misunderstood
    but no longer on the edge
    my demons, thoose sins
    are nothing to be laughed at
    ive learned alot in my time of need
    im a fighter, a survivor
    this isnt something that i plan for you to understand
    that little boy is dead
    i have no memories, of a past
    wether it be to painful
    or not worth the remebering
    i look at the thoose pictures
    the image of a boy
    when life was nothing but good
    he later threw his life away
    the only witness to this crime was the blood stained
    earth and not even a whisper of good bye
    My battle is within no screams of help can be heard
    nothing but silence and bloodstained earth