breecobrinalover

I'm different on the inside, I'm not the girl I portray. I'm not the girl that's sweet and kind, I'm hidden behind my walls. I'm afraid to be who I am, I have my dark side waiting for release. My personality deceives, though I look so sweet and nice. My mind thinks about death, why it is, why it takes, why it comes. Death is my downfall, for it comes and continues to take. Is my life a complete waste, is it meaningful to anyone but me. The girl on the inside, never wanted to hide. If you only knew how I feel, then maybe my world wouldn't have fallen. On the inside, I'm a distressed girl. I have my issues, but you don't know how much I mi

Blood that drips from my hand. Seeing things that aren't real, Hearing things so unpleasant. Looking all around, People talking quietly. All alone, Scared and worried. I feel like i'm being watched, Feeling dead to the world. Wondering if its all a dream? Someone bring me back to life. Live again and be free from these horrid nightmares. Is someone watching over me?

Trudy Phipps (Wennerberg) May 19, 1958 to April 5, 2009 Trudy LaVonne (Phipps) Wennerberg, 50, of Port Orchard, died April 5, 2009 at her residence she died of 3 things A heart attack, A seizure, and She had a blow to the head from a Pellet Stove . She was born May 19, 1958 in Bremerton to Bobby & Marilyn (Hull) Phipps. She attended Pleasant Valley, Cedar Heights & South Kitsap high schools. Trudy was an animal lover who always had cats & dogs and was into horses when she was very young. Later Trudy worked for the Spokane Coliseum and was able to take in many events & musical groups. She is survived by her parents Bobby & Marilyn Phipps of

Do you know what hurt's the most? Do you want to watch me cry? Have you felt this way? Have you lost your heart? Will I stand and be strong, or will I fall? Why does my life have to be this way? How long do I have to take this pain? Will I ever fix my broken heart? When I was happy, I was secretly sad. When I was lonely, you were the only one I had. I can only remember the one time, when my heart wasn't broken. Every day my heart hurts, I break down and cry.

When I look into your eyes, my heart races. When you said how much you cared, it made me feel like I was wanted. I took your word, and you broke it. I thought you cared, but you didn't. How long does it take, for all this pain to go away. I wish that it could have been better, but you made up your mind. I miss how we would always talk on the phone, I really wished it could have worked out. I don't know what my heart wants, I can't seem to make up my mind.

Memories are moments in time, they are full of happiness. Maybe they aren't happy , they might be sad and depressing. Memories of love, memories of heartbreak. How much more, can these memories continue. I don't understand, why we have memories. They make us cry, and wish for the past.

You promised everything would be ok, But that promise was broken. You said you loved me you promised we'd always be together, But were not. You promised out lives would be better, But they aren't. You told me not to worry, But I am. You said dry your tears, But I'm still crying. You said our lives aren't over, but mine is without you. I said I'll always love you, I'll keep that promise. I said I'm sorry, And I meant it. Mom you mean the world to me, To Bree. Mom you mean the world to us, Your daughters.