Voices beginThese words, the sounds, the people from thin air
Screaming my name every time I close my eyes
No peace I have at night, no sanity within is left
What monster stirs inside me that will not let me fly
I cannot help but to realize
These shards of broken dreams
Internal devastation annihilates mental health
I'm disappearing, not to be missed so it seems
I still hang on to one last hope
My one last chance to live
The wind beneath these broken wings
The only voice I consider, to remain active
ParanoiaFull blown Contemplation becomes aggravating Paranoia.
It's driving me INSANE!
My head swells up with burning thoughts
of pain and agony
While at the same time a foreign sense of <3felt Compassion.
Breaking me down.
is disappearing at the hands of something unknown...
This may be the first time I Truly experience Fear.
Yet, I Welcome it into my own Mind.
I don't know if it's war I look for or a sense of security knowing what is to come...
Unwilling to go back into the Cold Dark Murky Realm I had Lingered in for so long
I allow myself to tear apart
at each thought of any harm toward
MemoriaA past to look back on
only to find lies and no sense of security
a life full of paranoia
and feelings of inferiority
Memories are my prosecuter
my broken hopes and dreams
shattered to peices
by the sight of true reality
as the days moved on
the darkness grew colder
no light to guide me
the previous fire be smoldered
recollection should be a gift
a way life may prosper
to remember good times
not dreams that have been slaughtered
Days of today
become more clear
a new begining I feel
a future without fear
I heed no warning
I continue re-assured
for moments of true happiness
I have recaptured
Dream through NightmaresI used to mark
each time of ease and calm
for no other way
may i see another dawn
a memory as vast
but surely to fade
leaving me empty
with no more to say
A wall i had built
to stop this pain in my chest
to stop these lies i heard
like a bullet proof vest
but alas it came
with a price to pay
no love to see or feel
this vest had drained me away
fading to black
lost in this open sea
no directive nor emotives
no one to trust or beleive
but then came a light
shining through this opac fog
that gave me hope to move forth
this sense that i oh so longed
a sense of hope and belonging
I could never forsee
through all of these nightmares
You are my dream.
Love"Hey! What're you scribbling on your notebook?"
"It's always nothing. Com'n, tell me." With that she snatched the notebook from him and caught him offguard. She was only able to read the first few words that he snatched it back from her.
"Love doesn't exist?" She asked in a confused tone
"It's nothing alright!"
"It is something. What are you not telling me?"
"I said it's NOTHING" a rage in his voice. She was taken aback by his anger that she couldn't reply in fear.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of reacted the way I did."
"It's okay. It's not your fault."
"The thing is I don't want people to know how I feel about things."
"You can tell me. You know you can trust me. Please tell me. I want to help you. How can you say love doesn't exist. What about your mom? A mom always loves her child."
"My mom left me and my dad when I was five for another man." His reply was cold.
"I'm sorry. I....I didn't know. But your dad loves you right?"