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This wasteland that we live in.

This place we call home.

All the colors are fading.

Leaving us alone.

We don't speak with the voice we're used to.

We don't dance with our feet.

We don't see with our lustful eyes.

Nothing is what it seems.

sitting on my bed.

Playing my guitar.

Thinking about how close I was,

And how terribly far.

Screaming for some help.

My eyes are glassing over.

My voice is dulling out.

My feet beyond repair.

I don't know what to do.

All I know is hate.

These things that I write about.

Are what YOU made.

I'm losing myself to myself.

But i don't want to go.

The black snows falling.

Tainted.

We're nothing but dead in the eyes of the people. The eyes of our people. The one's we care about the most. The one's we don't want to let go of.

Our hold was to weak.

I'm falling fast.

The ground is growing bigger.

While I shrink.

What will become of me?

My head is filled with so many lies.

The ones you fed me.

I'm breaking.

Everything I did was for you.

You hate me.

Who gives a shit?

You're nothing to me.

Falling on my back.

The unknown place of my dreams grows bigger.

Fast I plummet to my death.

While all you do is watch.

Cold, solid ground hit's my face.

The earthly smell reaches my nose.

Blood splattered.

Bones broken.

Heart's rejoice.

Over rated-

Unappreciated-

That's what I am-

I'm lost in the moment-

Somewhere I want to get out-

You're preventing me from letting go-

So jumbled-

So complicated-

Will you seriously help me if I asked?

Confusing me into insanity-

I'm going crazy at random things-

Neon green captures my eyes-

You capture me-

What will become of us?

These colors are so dull and gray-

Everything's just fading away-

I can't feel anything-

My legs give out-

My eyes blur-

My blood runs cold-

I can feel the earth-

Upon my face-

On my skin-

Mocking me-

Day after day-

I might be dead but my soul never left.

I cut myself to see if it will all go away.

But everything seems to come back so clear these days.

My heart is painted with this fake happiness.

Can you tell?



These feelings I know all to well,

Will be my destruction, will be my hell.

But you seem happy all the same.

Is that smile caused by my pain?



My veins running cold with an icy blue appeal,

Capture your eyes.

They make me look real.

To you though I seem to be nothing.

I'm falling within the depths of my own heart.



Ripping, tearing, pulverizing.

Was that your intention from the start?

A single laugh escapes your lips.

The taste of bitter despair lingering in the air.

The cold, tasteless air.

The little girl sit's in her room

Wishing she was just left alone

forgotten.

When he comes back she won't be there

Gone, away from everything.

Away from her 'home'

Everything is different now.

No more anything.

Cold dark and alone.

A box is where she lives,

What she owns.

In the alleyway crying her tears.

Wishing to just end it all.

She's broken.

Torn up.

Will anything be right again?

Will anything be right? Ever be right?

With this blade...will she cut?

Abuse; what she knows.

Speech; she does not own.

Love; she's never had.

Hate; Too much.

Yet the blade never touches her skin.

The tears still fall though.

She is forever left alone.

The little orphan girl.