thatonekid7

I'm sitting here all alone... Writing another sad.. poem.. This nonchalant mood.. Isn't fixing this dude. I'm still don't know why I'm sad. I am not even feeling that bad. But there is a feeling of depression. Inside of this dark ression. I wanted for someone to help. But.. They didn't.. oh well.. It's illegal to sing.. Dead forever, is this broken dream...

As I sit against this walll My gaze is to the sky above. Before me is the life of choice and my ear is full of the noise The select I might take will be the adventure I will make Wither it be the life of studies Or the dreams of my buddies Some friendships will turn to frost and lots will be lost. New friends will be gain and it will bring along a new pain Now, I will set out for one last time Until I find.. All that was left behind.

What separates me from you? I will dislike myself before I dislike you. I will like myself before I like you. I will hate myself before I hate you. I will try to kill myself before I try to kill you. I  WILL kill myself.. before...

So many aches Feelings of hate the result of pain It's keeping me insane.. What will I do? Spill my heart out to you? Then you will just walk away And all of the caring emotions will just fade There is no point! There is not a reason to try I really want to cry I really want a caring hand.. Please... Is overused Begging is the same But I cannot find any other way to say "Help"

I tried so hard. But still you stayed afar You and I felt that missing piece which kept my soul at peace. But then you let go No.. You casted it aside And let my hate and saddnes collide I was trashed once again yet again.. But here are a few things you didn't know Prepare for the knowladge I'm going to bestoy I was additicted, and obsessed. I believed that I was blessed. Then it was gone! all of it... just.. Gone.

A king that was once great fell at the hands of his fate. As pain is the bases of all life we all have to learn to strife. Even if we begin to fail We must never bail. There it too much at stake And history we need to make. We have to much to live for and not enough to die for. At least, this is what I thought And the reason why I fought. Things have have become different for reasons that are apperent. The castle has now been damnaged With all of this ruthless carnage. There are still posibilities. But they are not within my abilities. For my hope is lost and my heart has been turned to frost. I've been slipping away. Fo

Bleeding through. Pain is hidden behind my eyes. Slowly, it forces it way through. I have no clue why. but it finds it's way towards you. I tried to keep it hidden But its no use. It must be forbidden! I'm still going to lose. I feel completely defeated. Now, I dwell in my own sorrow Help is greatly needed. My mind is lost in this vast casmo No one listens to my plea How does it sound? Does it makes your eyes bleed? Or does it has yet to be found? -8-29-10-