Posted March 28, 2006
So once again here i sit....
Wondering why i take the time to try and fake my happiness,
For i am the epitome of death,
I'm fading into a deranged state not knowing where to go or what to do
I'm but a fly on the wall to everyone but you,
You attempt to pick up the pieces to my feeble broken heart,
But lifelessly i fade away right back into the dark,
That engulfs my soul,my mind,my heart,
And as i sit here the tears i cry taste not of salt,
But of the thick red blood thats soon to be,
What once was a lifeless empty me....