as though i find myself starting back on page 1......sometimes i embrace this foul thing we call starting over... sometimes i choose to wallow in myself pity and worthlessness... well im fucking done with kansas...its been forever since ive been on this thing but i plan on keeping a journal for myself ...maybe for my sanity..... I just cant breakout.... i cant get far enough away i scream i shout... but still no words to say my mouth is dry my brain empty my verbal assault became a pinprick you will no longer feel my pain or my wrath no not me but in the end ....for me youll still be lovesick o sweet home sweet home of mine its been a while...its been a long time ill miss you so these walls my children hands knew ill miss the doorframe we kept track on of how far i grew ill miss the dog the family the town....... but ill still come back around nobody is gone forever.....we just leave and try to make ourselves better so here it is..... my final lie now kiss the lips of you betrayer....goodbye | 
