three.there is avoidin myheart, thati canonly seem tofill withemptyemotions.
one.you told me that lifewas full ofcolor... thenwhy do mytearsrungrey.
...The things you see when youwander into reality...[Truth, reveals itself .]
...Tension, is building betweenour bones; crackingthese boundaries that bindus.[lets not get lost in the momenthere. ]
...when death put its handon my shoulder,it shivered;i was alreadycold.
two.send messages in theirbottles,little notes thatsay,i love you.i miss you.where have you gone.and i'll take them,fill them up withsandsend them back, acrossto the other side.i'll send you a postcard...wish you were here.because i'm not coming back.
...if i throw myself into the river,will the rapids take it to the otherside?or will Charon fish it out of the Styx...bring me back with his harshwords...no coin.go back.you can't cheat theunderworld.go live at the gates of hell;die, trying to claw your waythrough.[there is no way in... is there not a way out?]
...there are thesechains...clutching the ridgesof mywindpipes...and it gets harder tobreathe...as they strangle me likeweeds...
eight.sometimes i feellike mylife's been played like a puppeton a tangledstring.[yet still i'm lifeless without you .]
.you touch the morning when she's sleeping;she is soft and bruised, butshe is silentshe is not thereshe is wherethe darkness ruptures,pours out stars, gives birthto light, and where two planetsscrape against each otheras they pass, she's wherethe trees in their dead slumberdream of green coating the earth,a heavy blanket weighing downthe dead ones while they sleep she's where her breath departs her mouthas small bouquets in winter, white,and where the plants will snaptheir bones just to get closer(she is where hell cannot bend her mind)
...i'd like to see the stars, falland kiss themoon.i'd make a wish as they'd shatter its glowinto a million little pieces, andscatteracross the seas.one day, these lights will goout; one day, that wish will cometrue.[shut your eyes and imaginethe end]
five.this time i'lllet youhavethe lastword.[i will leave with the final blow .]
IntrovertEveryone's tryingto get out ofthe shadowof their parents-I'm here tryingto get out ofthe shadowof myself.
It's okay to be differentFitting in's a trap:they put you inside the box,and then close the lid.
MasksEach of us wears a different maskFor daily use, and every task.Knowing that, with the right faceWe might fit in around the place.Are they a real part of who we are?Merely an aspect to help us get far.Does the truth of the mask cover the lieMake you feel good, or prompt you to cry.They say that a mirror reflects in a different wayDependant on the viewer to prompt what to sayBut this simple saying hides the most obvious factThat your own mirror image reflects your desperate act.Its not always clear who is hurt mostThe strangers, the friends, or you; the host.Is this charade worth all the painWhen it’s not your true self that stands to gain.Only we know whether it is through fearThat prompts us to make these false visages appearBut once they are there for all to seeDo you only become that which you appear to be?
We Have No TimeAll we haveIs a sliverIn itLies ourFutureEverything we willDo in lifeWe all die before we know itIt's a fact of lifeAnd I am already dyingEveryone isA slow painful deathOne year at a timeOne month at a timeOne week at a timeOne day at a timeOne secondThen we flatlineWhisked awayOn a metal sheetBuried in the dirtTo think we were born yesterdayOnly to die tomorrow
DevilDevils never cryEnjoying their evil deedsVandalizing your soulIgnoring your pleas andLaughing at your suffering
.he always wants the light onwhen he's sleeping, says he's scaredbut i can't see the point;i say not all monstersare trying to hurt you, at leastnot right awayand his bottom lip goesand he screams shut upbut i laugh and i tickle his ribsand then he laughs with meand he sayslove youand i say i love you toolittle man(i love you too)
I died todayI died todayTook my own lifeI was tiredI was desperateAnd now I'm deadPeople never caredSo I left them behindNow a new life awaitsBeyond the gates of Hell
Life (acrostic)Living in HellI want to screamFor this is no lifeEnd this, somehow, I must
Let me dieGo awayLeave me aloneAnd let me dieI'm tiredOf this worldI don't want to liveNot anymoreBecause there's no lightAt the end of this tunnelSo I'll just end my lifeDon't try to stop meAnd we'll meet againOn the other sideOutside this dark tunnel
Melancholy thoughtsI tastethe sweetnessin your words,only to wonderhow many othershave tastedthem too.
The endDyingNothing left to hope forVanishingSoon to be forgottenA fate that awaits us all
Hope never diesHopes beat fast as we lookOnward past the hurt and painPieces of this harsh life stay behindEfforts to make it better are always worth itNow we are living in the presentEnjoying life when we canVenturing forwardEntering a new stage in lifeRestarting and leaving the past behindDeath we'll never fearIt's just another adventureEndless days in this life butSomehow we'll find a way.
Dissimulation.My solitudesolidifiesas I breath in the smokeof my last cigarette.QuietlyI contemplatethe reason I amalone.Perhaps it wasmywords.
All aloneBeing surrounded by peopleFrightens me deeplyI'd rather be aloneAnd away from everyoneAlone but not lonelyHere I amOn my ownThe way it's supposed to be
There's always someone who caresDead she isNothing but a ghost nowMurdered by the oneThe one she used to loveThe dream manWho became a nightmareBut in death she learnedThe lesson life tried to teach herThat she meant somethingFor the ones that really matterAnd that he wasNothing but a bruteBecause at her funeralShe was there, invisibleAnd her friends, her familyAll missed herAnd they all knew her story nowA sad storyOf abuse and contemptWith no happy endingBut with a positive messageThere's always someone who cares