I wounder y Ive held on for so long.
Maybe Ive had time to build stragth to be strong.
Despite things have gone wrong.
Now all I have to look forward to is my future, 
Maybe then Ill be happy. 
I try my best to fake it so as not to let any one see the saved up tears that drown my eyes.
I wait for darkness to surround me as if were a blanket. 
At this short time its quite, peaceful, like a sweet serenity.
I dread the sun to rise of this I do despise.
Not the beauty of the light but that which is to come, the screams, the fights. 
The pain amounts to a huge sum.
Even though I've been wrong at times I know I do not deserve such a life.
Each of us have a secret which is clear out of sight. 
Mine I keep well hidden, and destroy any signs. 
I hate leaving the sight in which I see you. 
I miss you when you are not around. 
And of this I can not make a sound.
I feel alone, as though I'm all by my self. 
I stay this way because of the amount of tension that's dwelt. 
You can not choose your blood. 
Only those whom you choose to love. 
I hope, I know I can make through, 
Despite all the above. 
But I have to keep my endurance to move forward. 
Although I feel dead inside.
Completely drained of any life.
Thanks to her.