John
Have I made a new friend?
For me, this word is slightly hard to believe.
Although I may tell others a different story.
Everyone I try to trust...
Seems to betray me in the end.
Am I that gullible to fall into their little game?
Will I ever truely know what others do?
It is probably better that I don't understand...
Anything that goes on.
I would be tainted and biased...
Tainted and biased against those few I know.

Cold
Turning my back on all of my friends.
I can't run.
I will be caught.
My life was a giant golden apple.
Everything is crumbling.
Now that you took a bite out of it!
Why did this happen?
I was supposed to tell him!
Why?!?!
FUCK!
Now I can't do anything about this...
This god forsaken situation..
Everyone is so cold...

Fuck
Everything is still falling apart..
He probably doesn't even care about me.
I engraved his initial into my hand.
What will happen?
I know he doesn't care.
Every fibre in my being is telling me to tell him.
The only thing that is telling me not to...
Holding me back...
Is a small portion of my brain...
Actually thinking...

Nails
A thousand piercings shot through my heart.
I will be unexcepted.
Already he is most likely questioning me.
I know he will hate...
He will hate me now...
The nails are coming toward me.
I have obsessed over him for too long...
And the nails are returning.
My life seems to never go right.

Heart
His smile is like a welcome.
His words are like a touch to my heart.
I feel like I could be with him forever.
I've loved him from the very start.
Every time I see him, my heart skips a beat.
He makes me feel like I am flying, Flying off my feet.
What this feeling is, I can't describe.
Flowing forward; almost blind.
I need to cool down.
My head is spinning 'round and 'round.
My heart is love-sick.
I have lost all thought of wit.
And now... I'm falling for him.

Hope
A thousand faces in an endless crowd surround me.
I am only looking for one.
I am dazed and confused... looking for him.
Never going to where I want to...
Breaking it down,
Destroying my destiny,
We should make our own.
Where is my hope,
When that one leaves me?
Where will I go?
Where will I go?
Where will I....

Escaping Reality
Fear... Frustration...
Lost... With in me...
Deep... Contemplation...
That's all in me...
Not forgiving...
I'm not gonna lose...
THIS WAR!
Never ending WAR!
I will just sit back and relax...
Lose my mind...
Lose my mind...
Lose my mind...
Every time...
In my own world...
Escaping reality...
In my own words...
I am loved...
In my own world...
I am loved...

"HIM"
Once again I made a mistake...
He betrayed me for the 3rd?
Sitting and contemplating why I believed him...
Why I believed in him...
He really has gone too far...
Gone too far this time...
He escaped my grip for the last time...
Now he shall truely pay...

Flickering Candle{Metaphor}
Life is a small candle.
Your flame is very small when first lit.
Very soon you will light up a room.
Then your wax melts away.
You slowly become smaller.
Your flame is still glowing bright, but not as radiant.
Eventually you are burned down to nothing.

Emptiness{Acrostic}
Every
Moment I
Picture
Things that
In return would be
Nice, but
Every time
Sorrow
Seems to occur

Rose{Simile}
When I am depressed,
I am like a small rose in the field being picked from the ground.
Dying,
Dying for someone's happiness.
Happiness,
Which kills me, Destroys me,
And my life fades away.

But when I am happy,
I am like a single rose.
Alone,
Found,
And Beautiful.
No one is around to take me from the serenity,
No one.