Night creeps along like a thief in the night,
Stealing every last penny from my saved-up dreams.
Self destructive tendencies that lurk deep within me.
I've been suppressing them so long and I couldn't hold them back any longer.
They come out kicking and screaming.
They have my inner child hiding beneath the dining room table, waiting out the night, waiting for the storm to roll over.
But it doesn't end there, it's just the beginning.
Now that it's unleashed who knows when I'll diminish
Into this abyss of my soul, eyes wide open, feeling every inch of bittersweet rage ******* inside me.
All I wanna do is rest my eyes and feel the peace of the dark night, but they won't let me.
Instead, they take a piece of me with them after their finished, and I'm left here more empty than the night before, on the floor, gasping to breathe the oxygen that I'm so blessed with to endure.
What do I feel right now?
What does this tired heart desire?
Have you ever longed to pour your heart out to someone, but instead you remain silent behind a smile?
I give you a hug, I shake your hand...
But behind these eyes there's that fear of self-loathing pain is ingniting, and as our fingers touch, I tell myself to run away, but we interlock and there's no way I will ever get far enough away from you to forget your face.
How could you do this to me?

Where has the time gone?
Wasn't it just yesterday that we were silly kids,
running around and cracking jokes at each other?
No. It was yesterday that you drew your last breath.
Alas, you were taken from this earth so young.
Death came like a thief in the night.

Your body lay lifeless alongside the road.
My dear old friend,
there is nothing I feel but sorrow when I think of it.
Sometimes life just isn't fair.
Farewell, and be with God.
Breathe eternal.

...save everyone," they said.

                                                                    They were right,
                                                                          I died trying.

Spewed out were my wholesome words full of
meaning and frantic need.

Once released to the universe, they were empty.

And the purposeful conversation became insignificant,
receiving no reassurance.

I gave you my all for years and you gladly stomped on my masterpiece.
You went from soulmate to stranger in the blink of an eye.
You gave me your most sincere gift this Christmas, wrapped up in pretty bows made of lies and deceit.
You wanted to make out as the good guy, but I'm no fool.
Truth always floats to the surface
and you sir went from ****** to **** in 2.0 seconds.
I saw through your facade and could see the guilt in your eyes,
You self-absorbed, selfish boy.
I gave you years and you give me cowardly copouts full of *******.
You couldn't look into my eyes and tell me the truth like I deserved.
Where was your honor during this festive moment in time?
You are the bad guy.
You call yourself a man, but you live life like a spoiled, little boy.
Did you really think I wouldn't find out?
Did you really think I didn't know you like the back of my hand?
Loving you was like second nature, and now when I think of you, I throw up a little in my mouth.
I hope you find your manhood in the bitter warmth of her thighs.
Good riddance and good bye.
You ****** the life out of me for the last time.
Thanks for your Christmas present ****.
Freedom from your wicked lies.