Today, I cannot beathe. There are times I wish to die. For me, I am already dead. Tears are my comfort. Sorrow is my song. Pain is my soul. No one knows. No know will ever know. Oh, how the pain of sorrow hurts me.<br /><br />Raquel JeanJoseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sadness-within/
