Slade's blog: "Stuff I wrote."

I can't see through this, can't take much more of this. Bounded is the one who's shame can't be undone. These places is my mind are farther left behind. Thoughts of you begin to fade, but my hate still stays the same.

Who am I, what have I become. Broken thoughts scattered in time. Picking up the pieces of what I cant find. Why do I feel like im the only one? Thoughts of you are what torment my mind. I am the one that got left behind. What does it take to keep you satisfied. Inspired by pain and forgotten the same. My thoughts thicken with rage, I want out of this cage. Locked up inside, I have nowhere to hide. You poisined my mind, when you left me behind. Breaking away, my mind has decayed. Burning with hate just take it away.