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The memories that I dwell on,

The things that I dream of,

The times that my heart sings about.

My mind just swirls around,

Thinking of you.

Wondering why I'm with another,

When I'm not even over you.

Wishing that I still am.

Wishing that I could tell you

How I feel.

Because I actually,

Secretly,

Deeply,

Miss you.





*This poem has been written longer ago than the date suggests. This does not, in any way, reflect how I feel.

Now here we are,

going up against the greatest pressure.

Searching to find

that relaxing world of pleasure.



Now here we stand.

Taking up that fighting stance.

Wanting to be heard.

Hoping never to be ignored.



Now that you see us,

I must ask you a question:

Why do you fear us?

When will all of this end?



We have done nothing to you.

Yet, you have done everything against us.

This will never go on forever.

We will be the end of everything.

To all of those

    who have given me

this hate-filled life

    of insanity.

Give me now the bullet

    to put in my brain.

To rid me of this

    never ending pain.

Death

He is my friend

He is the one who can make this pain end

I've wished this hurt would go away

I've wished that it would never stay

He is the one who can make it gone,

fix all this wrong

I can't be this strong

I know I'm not supposed to go this way

but this pain must not go beyond today

With this blade, Death my friend, take me away