life must go on

[hindenburg]

pushing on once again, got transfered by a friend. working the ventura store now and drive only 3 miles to work. this should help me out big time. that empty feeling is still in me, but life must go on. even if i die tomorrow time wont stop just for me. i think its time to be the best i can be. i got everything on my mind, missing you all and all my other friends. i love you guys never forget.

Chris

some poetry....

just a tool to use
just one to abuse
manual labor every day
never to be stored away
cried a thousand days
no one cares anyways
standing still like im dead
running thoughts in my head
you care for me no you dont
you'll be there for me no you wont
lost the game of life again
missing all of my old friends
shoulders to cry on are no longer there
almost makes you feel like no one cares
pitty the drunk homeless patrons
while people like me seek revenge
watch your back i'll be comming
we shal see what i may bring

life is full of pain
beaten to still remain
dying inside a world of hate
living life to its fate
dead inside but no one listens
hearing of these superstitions
ghosts in the mirror
life is my fear
the shadow living next to you
not just a dream come true
follows you around
till your alive six feet underground
trapped in a box with no air
no one visits or would care
christmas day is dark and gloomy
the day no gifts are given to me
being alone in this world
the tale of my life as a perl
bottom of the sea
is where you can find me

i feel the pain
i feel the rain
i can feel my life change
the burning soul
the growing hole
the noise inside my head
i can hear the voices
and loud loud noises
my life is falling down
arms reaching for the ground
brace my fall
take it all
pick me up
and dust me off
dont give a fuck
i've just been lost
breath gets short
i can't breathe
pain of this sort
i can't see
the last second is here
bye i say as i leave in fear

the end