i sit here in the darkness,
waiting for whats going to happen.
i do not know going on,
i am sitting here feeling sad wanting to cry,
while he leds in my bed.
i don't know what he doing.
i do not mind sitting in the dark,
at the end of my room next to the rats doing whatever.
that comes out at night.
i heard sounds that scared me.
i know why i am different,
i am sitting here in one of my fears,
and not sure why,
he not sleeping and in my bed.
but i am still here writing in a little light area.
now i don't know really sure why,
i am still sitting here still,
than i again i do i not really tired.
i feel so different and confuse.
in a dark hole.
that i don't know what to do,
should i go to him.
i hear his voice to come to him.
i not sure what to do.
i put down the notebook and came to him.
i led next to him,
and we talked.
i feel so happy,
that he with me,
and he wanted me.
he cares about me very much,
i am so happy.
but that dark spot is still there,
i want him and to have help,
the darkness to leave. |
