Poison touches
Burn the skin.

A piece of me is missing. And without it, I’m nothing.

Strength is in the truth. [Lies are for the weak and scared.]

“A thought that cannot be expressed is worthless.”

I must search
For a new warmth.
Because there is too much
Cold
Hidden deep within
The Dark warmth
That warms me now.

Resist, Resist, Resist.

It only takes that one moment
Where the urge is stronger
Than the reistance
For the urge
To overcome the resistance.
And then a mistake has been made;
One that can't be undone.

These will be my final goodbyes.

Empty Air.

I feel myself
Fading away
With each movement
That I make.
It's my time to leave,
I don't belong here anymore.
I can't stay
Here with you,
I'm sorry.
My faded smile
Will be the last
You ever see of me.

I'll freeze the pain away.

I'm Free...

You gave up.
My body is now free
From the strongest grip
That was had on me;
Yours.
I'm free
To leave life
If I so choose.
I ready myself
To welcome death to me
With open arms.
But with my
One last look back
To say goodbye,
I see his sad, loving eyes.
I couldn't bear to do this to him,
To shatter his soul
With my selfishness.

Hello?

Nobody exists anymore.
You're all gone
And incomplete;
Only a made up story
Inside my head.

Strength.

It's a fight between
Dark and Light.
Will there ever
Be a true winner
When each power
Is equal to the other?
Will Darkness
Overcome me,
Or will Light
Save me?

Give Up Hope.

Each falling eyelash
Is a lost wish,
Never to
See the stars.

I Don't Love You.

Why waste your time with someone
That you know you're never going to love?
Because once you've fallen in love,
You'll never want to spend a
Moment without them.
Stop wasting your time
With someone else.

I'm only going to ruin you.

You three
Hold me back.
But who
Holds me together?
I've fallen apart.

The words repeat themselves in whispers to me inside my head.

So many thoughts travel through my mind. I cannot engrave each one on paper. I can hardly grasp them all with understanding in my head.

Wishing Well.

Shit's going downhill for me. See, there's this well that I slipped into quite a long time ago. I always have been struggling to pull myself back out. But I constantly give up. The fire department was called to help me out by throwing me down a rope. But it was a shitty rope and broke under my weight. I fell farther down the well... I was so close to the bottom, I could have probably touched it or just taken a tiny jump to reach the bottom. But I decided that I'm too strong to just let go; so I'm struggling to climb up still. And it's hard. The farther down the well I am, the harder it is for anybody to see me. I slowly become invisible to everyone who won't look hard enough; to everyone who won't strain their eyes to see me.

I Can Feel It.

Is this my way
Of checking
If I'm still alive?
I'm not dead yet.

Sometimes I lose my grip,
And I just
Let myself fall.

I’m a monster.

Shattered Dreams.

Waiting
For something that will never happen...
For something that will never be.
Just give up already,
If you know that you're
Waiting on an
Impossible dream.