To You. The Monster Inside Me.
Today you stole my soul,
Leaving me hollow and lifeless inside.
No more hopes or dreams,
For you were my everything.
Now that you are gone what have I left?
A broken life that cannot be rebuilt.
Desire no longer crosses my mind,
It is corrupt by pain and anguish.
I have given up the will to be whole again,
To start this journey from scratch.
Besides who would want an empty soul?
There is no love left to be found here,
Because I have no love left to give.
So now I lay here in my room,
Days fading in and out.
Never again will this heart know joy,
Or this mind know truth.
You have changed me for the worst,
I am black to the core.
Tears dampen these eyes,
But there is no one left to care.
After all, who would want an empty soul?
To My Dear Dante
You’ll never know how much I love you Words could never explain What it is my heart feels Or what I wish I could say Saying I love you Sounds too simple Saying you mean the world to me Doesn’t say enough There is no definition That could truly describe love
Love is bigger than four letters Far more beautiful than it appears Because of all of this and more You’ll never know how much I love you, my dear.
Do I Truly Exist,,,
What am so supposed to say anymore?
Where is there ever going to be a clear moment for once; that one time, I am remotely thought of at one point in time.
Do I linger in ones intellectual cave of such random hostile thought? Why is it that the one that is supposed to give forth everything and nothing but the most is the one in which doesn't pay such attention not give such a small blissful moment of ones day?
In that single bliss of relief, the only true relief that ever exist comes it only shortly goes as the savior swiftly catches a glimpse of any shape, of any size though nothing but my walking carcass still lives forth. The soul of disappointment thus anger in which can not find ones self sets the light of desperation yet overwhelms thy realm to embrace my darkness.
Darkness has taken my everything, just look into the eyes.
Dear Anxiety
You have taken over my life and warped happy times so I am no longer able to feel them with my whole heart. You have plagued me with insecurities my entire life and made it imposable to trust anyone. You have robbed me of confidence at every turn. I stand in the shackles of your prison and I search for a light.
I beg you go away and let me live for once.