#sammylosthisshoe

Hangman's corner's where I dwell

One day I'll be in a well

Happiness has left me long ago

Pleasure melts away like snow

I'm nowhere to be found

'Cause I'm six feet underground

With all those others who died as well

There is no saving me now

For my heart will never be found 

With that feeling people know so well 

Trust nobody, you'll be safe

Because then you'll know no hate 

Won't suffer the scars that come with love

I'll be watching from above 

In this world there is no love 

Because there lies no more trust

A guardian angel is what everyone lust

Where is the god that everyone trusts?

Soon we'll be just dust

Yes the world is dangerous

No one cares for the rest of us

Soon we'll be dead  as well

We'll be rotting in hell

Cause nothing is above

People think they know love

That's a lie

You don't know love till its gone

But how should I know?

It's not like I've ever loved

Oh, but I have 

It's a damned thing

I always wished to fall in love 

I take it back now

Love just hurts too much to contain

So screw it!

Love can only be sustained in fantasies

So I live in my fantasies

Everyone thinks their life is hard

Is it really?

Everyone falls in love

Do they really?

Everyone shares some connection

Do we really?

Everyone says your crazy

Are you really?

Or are you just normal?

Everyone is different

So there  is no "normal"

Everyone is different

A different story

After someone breaks our heart

We swear never to love again

Only a few are able to do that though

We just fall in love again

Then get hurt again

Love will forever be a guilty pleasure

Everyone love at least once in their life

Love gives you life

Love kills you

Love gives you reason

Love is something a person always does

Love is forever

My love is anyway

But the question is

People say there life is hard

No- Mine is

My parents say I'm lucky

No I'm not

I must be just a maid to them

They don't know me

To be dead is to not be alive,

It does not mean to be gone,

Your flesh is rotting,

But your soul is not,

It can be tormented though,

In the great burning depths of your own personal hell,

It can also be enlightened,

In the place we know as heaven

If said places even exist. that's your opinion

A soul may also be trapped

Making it a ghost,

Stuck in the same time of when they die 

Watching the ones they love get old and move on

Being left behind and forgotten

Lost and no longer sacred

Everyone supposedly has a soul