Exponentially we are all but one.
But separately we are all for one.
Morbidly we are one without all.
But spiritually we are one in all.

Killers can be spotted by how many hearts they broke. Thought it but never should've spoke. I'm a writer with his words stick in his throat. Speak with the pencil. Pencil that writes pain and the pencil stuck in my spoke. Bite your tongue since I can't speak with mine. I don't want to again say goodbye. I've had to say it one too many times. But what happens when I lose what I covet so much. Give you all I got, and still it ain't enough. I can't find the words to say to you. But you'll know when I do.

Frozen in time and frozen mind. Stuck in ice with a harbored feeling inside that's harder to hide than a feeling of pride and easier than swallowing all the tears you have cried. Backwards in emotions, feelings and all. A country bound by fear and control you with what they want you to hear. They can hide who's died and don't care who they confine when it's not their life on the line. Bind our chains together; Now what's yours is mine and now my time has come to finish what you begun. Pick up this thought loaded gun and boom. Let's start back a new. A new life given is two lives taken.

One last shudder. My final words were stuttered. Not worth the final energy I had to muster to mutter these useless sounds. A silent cry from deep inside. A free-for-all for the blind. It's all a lie and I searched my heart and I found.
Just let me go. It's my time. My finale comes when I say my final line. I accept these words as useless and feel like I can't compete. Most times these words are fruitless so I won't speak at all.

I still go back and fix my old writings. Keep it tidy and sing my own words so mighty. I allow myself to think it's still a battle worth fighting. Fooled by the faulty lighting and it's frightening to see his grip around you tightening and me just sitting there whining. Still stuck in here minding my own, waiting for someone to reap the what you've sewn. I sit alone on my cell phone in my room waiting for you to come home, but of course I'm trapped like a mouse when I see you. Amazed. Star gaze looking at you. My mind is out of ink so I'll write it on a blank page. Put the fire down while my heart burns for you; Set a blaze. Don't put me out and I won't let you down. Not until you put me six feet under ground. It's hard to imagine that I could be okay, when you say, "Today, I met a boy. I hope this one stays." Yeah until you throw him away like an old toy; Broken. Well let me tell you something, he's broken now and tired of running. I'll walk and when your castle comes crumbling down, you can come back with that beautiful frown and talk to my chalk. Oh my, oh my, It's true. Even after I die, **** right I'll still miss you. But the difference is I'll be free of this torture. I'll have peace and you'll finally be rid of me.

Sometimes I fear these thoughts, because I am alone. And it makes it even worse, to know that they're my own. I still sit in this empty room, my phone open to your name. Maybe I should call, or maybe you'll just say

"Please just go away. I'm finally at peace. You've sent me through this hell, now get away from me. Maybe it'll be again. But tonight is not your night. We would be the best of friends." It gets better, just when.. It falls apart again.

I only fear my death, because I am alone. And I just want you home, where you'll be my own. My mind is filled with thoughts of you, I can't sort them out. I just want to think clearly now.. But tonight you'll say.

"Please just go away. I'm finally at peace. You've sent me through this hell, get away from me. Maybe it'll be again. But tonight is not your night. We would be the best of friends." It gets better, just when.. It falls apart again.

"I know you sit in that empty room of yours. You wait for me to crawl in bed. I don't know what I was thinking. What got into my head? Please baby let me enjoy your taste. Let me one last time see your handsome face."
And I'll say.

Please just go away. I'm finally at peace. You've sent me through this hell, get the **** away from me. We'll never be again. I tried for all those nights. You don't make the love of your life cry. I just kept trying to convince myself, that I had survived hell. But nothing hurts more than hitting the bottom of the rocks I fell. It gets better, just when.. It falls apart again.

I could walk through these school hallways and not see a single thing I like. Not the people, not the posters; It's a horrid ******* sight. I truly hate every word I write and every word I speak. But what's worse, being to **** strong or too **** weak. Because if you're strong you never let anything in. But if your weak you will let them destroy you from within