I don't know you, but i like you.
I don't talk to you but i hear you.
I don't see you but i know you are watching.

I'd like to say thank you for your eyes that meet my words, thank you for the fact that you seem to find yourself able to relate or find some part that fits your life and current mood.

My words don't mean much its just a tale of everyday life tackeling you to the ground and getting back up, but finding comfort in simple placement of words and people that can relate.

So thank you,

To followers....

Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...

They say karma comes for us all, they say she hits with such wrath you never forget...and so now i notice the wrath completed.

Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...

I feel no pain, i feel only suffering... confusing as it may be, when your mind has entered a place where you see no end and no light, you cant help feel empty and wanting more but end up, wanting nothing... even Death is not a wish.

Never have i made this mistake, for which i pay...
Never have i felth like killing, for what i dont feel...
Never have i felth broken in my mind...

How would you feel, being called brainless.
No feeling behind the thought, no meaning behind every sentence, no heart behind every utter of the words.
Do you have the feeling of lonesomeness, i bet you dont, i know you dont...your an empty shell, and i am the lost soul, foolish enough to stay, the empty soul wishing for more, then just a "wish you the best" and a "you can do it".
Why am i fooling myself.
Hurt, suffer and empty smiles are just a part of everyday life.

Someone tell me, why does a poem belong and why does it seem to fly over your mind and set emotions off?

Brainless and left to suffer and maby grow from an empty soul...