| The Boy Who Really Needs - Poetry | |||||||||||
| HAPPY BIRTHDAY I can't feel anymore so numb so cold wet pillow, stained face leave it stained so they can see who I really am Do they think I can't hear? That it doesn't hurt? Sorry - I forgot I'm supposed to stay here be nothing nothing, nothing, nothing be NOTHING I'm meant to fade - I forgot but now I know my place won't try to escape just sit here quietly being nothing, being no one if that's what you want |
HEAVEN OR HELL Will I go to heaven if I silently decay? Will I go to hell if I punish myself? Will my soul be lost if I torture myself? Where will I belong up or down? Or will I slowly fade if I do nothing at all? |
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| is gone My home is in the dark my heart is in the grave my eyes are closed Everything I knew is gone everything I feel is wrong I'm cold tonight sleep alone cry alone feel so alone Everyone I knew are gone the next generation remains unborn the sun will never rise winter will last forever All I wanted was to belong but all the things I had are gone When you come you'll see I'm already gone |
PERFECT CALM All around me... someone grabs me I lie still as the monsters eat me The night is long filled with pain The night is cold leaves me dead sets me free so sweet |
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