Bloody hands bloody thoughts psychotic mind...
I am death
I walk alone...
I am alone in this world,
Unable to breathe...
Never fear the darkness,
For Its much too bright...
( this is a poem i wrote strictly from the heart...
Sometimes I shout at God...
My life has become
A lullaby for young...
I try to fit in
But they push me away...
Sometimes I wonder why
i just get so confused...
Drop a glass
hear the shatter...
You see me and think happy
but inside, find worries...
My fears come alive
In this place I call my mind...
Deep progression in your soul
Moving toward less of what you truly know...