buffy606

Hello again, it's been a year, I could see my shoes are still in the same place I left them, I can see the dust that collected from things being untouched, I see you made my bed where I last lay, I see you remove the chair you use to come in and sit on to cry. I can tell by the squeaks of the door you visit less and less, There are empty boxes, that are ready to be filled, so it seems your ready to forget, I see you smiling, laughing a lot  more...things must be better or you would have came to see me much more. Hello again, I just came back to see how things are and it' seems everyone has moved on,  And that's ok, That's what

death is a dream, a never ending goal, the sooner it comes, the happier I become, it seems so close, within my grasp, I wonder if I can stay, and pretend, with eyes so lifeless and non-content, in a world of pain and regret, the emptiness inside, restricts my sight, blinded by an overpowering, fright, I can almost see the light, although this journey may not, be right, I've considered it, with all my might, it has to be done, with no one in my sight, for I travel alone, to begin my own, flight

With this blade I am depraved hate me if you must even I'm in disgust, un ruling thoughts pass though me, I am at a loss do not feel sorry, because I have feel no heart

Lurking into the depths of my heart, Lies an unwilling compromise of sadness and hate, uncontrollable it forces me into submission, consuming my entire body and soul, piece by piece, I break apart now I cannot tell, in which lies the fault