| "Never" written on 5-30-04 at 5:50 am Cali | ||||||||||||||||
| Never will you see, or touch deep in my mind. You'll try and try, what you want, you wont find. I'm good at being mysterious, although, I would never tell you. Oh, but it's so amazing, I laugh at what you try to do. You try to get it out of me, you wont be able to do that. You'll never know. The pain inside of me, and how it continues to grow. You try to understand, you just can't. As much as you know, about my pain, is as big as an ant. I wish you could help me, I know you try. I don't want to hurt you, I would start to cry. Don't worry about me, I'll get better, you'll see. |
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| "All I Want" written on 5-30-04 at 6 am Cali | ||||||||||||||||
| All I want is recognition, someone to understand. All I want is appreciation, for someone to lend a helping hand. All I want is love, just like everyone else does. The tears keep coming now, oh, how easy I wish it was. All I want, is you, to STOP pointing out my flaws. It's like a nightmare underwater, and YOU are jaws. So harsh words I use, I know they must hurt. That compares to only the surface, of my pain, feeling like a piece of dirt. All I want, is people to stop commanding me. Telling me HOW, WHEN to do things, oh, please, just let it be. This may sound weird, but I do it my own way. If you don't do everything I do, YOU have NO say. Maybe you'll care, if you find me in your nightmare. |
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| "The No Title Poem" written on 6-24-04 at 2:45 pm Cali | ||||||||||||||||
| Blame me for everything whatever you can think of in your head. It's my fault, isn't it, right now, I wish I was dead. You don't deserve my love. You'll feel a knife, you'll be a dove. Oh, I am picturing it now, the worse thing someone could do. Take a knife to their loved one's neck, the anger and pain in me, you have no clue. Just disappear from me, don't ever come back. I don't ever want to see you, it wouldn't hurt me at ALL, fall into a crack. I've been nothing BUT patient, watched what I've said. Now, I will hurt you, wishing you were dead. Oh goody, this will be so fun, making you feel my pain. Your pain is PHYSICAL. Imagine mental and emotional pain, driving you insane. |
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