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My Soul
soul black as ink from a pen yet full of happiness
mind Sharp like a blade yet wasted on seanless problems
friends all around yet always a lone
full of love yet no one to love
life like that of a factory repeating things day by day
always appears happy but never truly is
wishes for one to hold yet afraid to
my mind is like the black adiss of a mine never knowing what your going to find

The Day I Died
August 23 2006
Pain anger and sadness
consuming my soul
joy fun and happiness never saw the light of day

Emotions explode from my body
no control over them wishing for freedom
no escape from this prison
freeing my soul from the mind

Life and death
darkness hiding with in the light
never gone yet never there
always ready for the fight


Fear
Fear fear is the dark depth of the sea
filled with things unknown and waiting to attack from with in
always there always preying on your mind and heart;
sitting, waiting, preparing to attack and when it happens its too late

Love
love is the blue skies of your soul,
happy and free, always nice 'til that one cloud appears;
next thing you know the sky's black death all around,
broken hearted again

Forever Dreaming
As i lay down to sleep
I wish i would never wake
to be in an eternal dream
never waking back to
This hell that is my life
Wishing for ever lasting sleep thinking of life and death
Waiting for the day i reach the breaking point
ending it all and beginning
the eternal dream of death
were one will truly be happy

Addiction
Addiction sweet and pure
yet crool and devistating
slowly killing everything you are
but still you love it,need it
evry time you get it
one more peace of you dies
knowing of your suicied you hate your self
but it ownes you triking your mind
into loving itmore and more
it kills more and more
till both the addiction and you are dead