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I've opened up my eyes. Why is it so hard To be cared for? Also to find someone To truely love you. It's such a rare Strange thing. Some may Never find it. For so long To live with nothing. Felling as if It will never change. Could I Handle another life When I can barely Take care of my own. What if I lose it. I am truely Afraid of that. Am I To be trustted. Could I love? Could I care for another? Or is it Just a waste of time?... Read More

You've been away For so long. Do you feel How much I miss you? Now I'm living With only myself. I feel frozen. Wishing for your return. So,that I may see you again. When I see you smile. It brightens my day. And for once I am happy. I wish You were here. I remember The day you walked away. I wanted you to stay So badly I wish To talk to you again. I can't believe How much I miss your voice. And how you always Knew what I needed You to say. I just want to say this. I'm okay And you will Never be... Read More

It's so cold. The body seems To be fading away. Always alone. The own heartbeat Can be heard Through the silence. The moon Gleaming so brightly. And the stars Dancing through the sky. It's such A beautiful sight. The light it brings Barely lights my room. The outside world Is still. Yet,time still moves. I know It can never be stopped Or rewound. So starting now I am going to enjoy What life has now.... Read More

My veins. They throb. My heart feels Split in half. Pain and loneliness My two closest friends. My world Dyed in black and red. Yet when I look into the mirror My eyes are blue. They sometimes glow a dark purple. Why are the eyes All that change color? As I press my hand Against the glass. My reflection Does the same. Is it in as much pain As I? And if so Is it for the same reason? I look into it's eyes. They give off no life. But I sence a presents. Why is that? I remove my hand From the glass.... Read More

Everyday. The Darkness comes. The light does as well. Mentally I am far away. But phisically I am always here. But I am alone in both. So it doesn't make much difference. Snow and rain Fall from the midnight sky. Some stare with amazment. Others with hatred Or disbelief. While others are out. I am inside No one acknowleges me to even move. What is my life to anyone else? Nothing. Same as it always has And will be.... Read More

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