All who is worthy may enter the realm of y mind, But no one can see my soul for it is not found, Everyone thinks I am small and kind, But they do not know is that I�m bound, To my emptiness and despair.
Forever immortal by the choices I made, No one can know if no one was there, When the battle of my soul was fought and lost, Letting my hopes and dreams fade.
I now do not care about my surroundings, For life has lost its interest in me, Since it is slowly killing me with all its bindings, For reasons I no longer wish to know or see.
I realize I do not wish to be, So this is the end of my story, All I wanted to do was set my soul free, So I killed myself to end all of my misery, And no one really new the real me, Which made my life Forever A Memory.
Attainia · Thu Oct 20, 2005 @ 01:39am · 1 Comments |