Darkness inside me bound to consume my spirit, will you try to hear it, my desperation of a cry, or is our friendship but yet another lie, sometimes I ask myself why bother to try, finding myself on the brink of letting out a cry, but I think its starting to sear.....
Eternal bliss of hope that seeds itself within me waiting to be set free,
what is it that should be said to let you out into view, or does it matter to that of what I have hopes for or less there of, Thinking of what I should say if not mutter to myself ,
what is this beast within myself that spiked itself so deep within ones self that you can't seem to make it budge.....
once more you ask yourself a question........do I want this thorn to move itself from within, or do you enjoy the feeling as much..... I do ... I do enjoy this feeling.....
But then once more its starting to sear.......
I only can realize that this was no beast , but a brillent array of swirling feelings.... pain , happiness, fear , hate, love.... and here I sit taking in the information that is staring me right in the face, how could one be so blind and not even know his own keys of life that make one thier own person........
What was the thing he would not get ..........was it the ability not to share these feelings...
the pain under his skin, not of himself but of the shameful things he has done,
the anger he hides becuse its best kept within to beat on the very source his heart,
the fear that keeps him from doing things he would like to do or say ... the people he would like to talk to but is afraid that they wont understand who he is.....
the love in his heart that he can never seem to show to those he truely does care for, lack of chance or they just don't care to see it.....
the happiness that he does try to show but we all know someone is going to come around and fuck that shit up.....
the lonesome feelings that eat away at him and make him feel like he just don't belong.......
