Thursday, August 20, 2009


The unkown
Is where I have been placed
By the unfound possesser
There is no last placment for the dead
Which inside I have become
Where am I?
What am I?
How is this real?
The pain that has been conceled
Is no longer goin to measure up
To that which is nothing
From here to there
I have not been kind
And I am insulted by
The dark of our hearts
Blacked out to scars that
Can never fade
And this seems useless
To anyone
To tell them what is happening
Because only one person can stop this
And I dont know if they are ready
Love is nothing
But a stain on my heart
If this cannot become serious
Then I must leave...
I will not return
Unless you have changed
Or I am blind again...
Which will never become possible...
I am almost wishing to be forsaken...
But you can never understand
Becuase no one can..........


I am nothing.
I am unreal.
I am broken.
I will die,
And pass unnoticed.
I will never be loved.
I will only be thought as...
A nobody.
A fake.
A freak.
A loser.
A mistake.
I am screwed up.
I am frozen.
I am always lying.
I can never tell the truth
Even if i knew what it was,
I would never know.
How I wish I was dead.
How I wish I was loved.
But wishes never come true.
This is a worthless waste of time,
Because no one will care about me,
Enough to read this.
I dont even care.
I hate.
I love.
I dont make a difference.
I dont mean anything...


Fakeness is what I have become
But I don't know if I am fake or not.
I am just a tool for this other.
Who is it inside?
why is it not
Why now?
Why does it compel me
To do this?
I can't be anything.
I feel so fake,
And I try to not believe in
What people say,
But its hard
when you dont know if you are.


And cut open.
I am in pain.
What is this that I have become?
Who is the one in control?
Who is this in possesion of my soul?
For I know not who I am
What I am
Or this unkown I am in touch with?
It is calling me whether I like it or not,
I am what I am...

Who Is It?

My heart is not what I believe it to be...
I hope that this is a lesson...
That is what I cannot explain.
What is this feeling I have?
I can't escape it.
It never leaves me.
All I want is to feel whole
But I cannot see.
Who is that!!
Calling my name?
What are we really?
Am I real?
I can't tell if I am real.
What am I?
Who are we?
I need another answer!!!
Please call out to me!!!
Am I being pushed out of society?
And crazy as it seems
I have never felt so perfect
Or more torn apart
Then I am now.
Why is the world so harsh?
Am I changed?
Who am I?
Flexed as a paper
Stiched inside the fine seams
Of life.
Keep me alive
Because I feel so dead
I might as well be.
I feel as if no one cares about me
Even though I know they do.
My heart and head are not the same
They can never work together.
And if all else fails which do I trust?
And if all else fails who do I believe?
And if all else fails where will we be?


Everytime i see you
My heart stops beating
But the pain never ends
Even after you have left
The pain of love never ceases to exist...
Love can fill your heart
But it can also break it....