you pulled me from my dark lit days,
seems as though you have washed my sins away,
gone to a place where the skies are blue and the stars shine,
where people can be trusted,
and i can no longer be reluctant,
but who am i kindding,
there is no such place,
my life is only a raccce,
a race to the end,
the end of my life,
gone to the graveyard to restore my life
Kayla Corinne Beneteau
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-dark-days/
