She looked at me with hope in her eyes,
and she saw my pain, the black of the skies.
the beginning of the end, the end of a night,
I close my eyes but I can still see light.

As it comes to an end, the pain fizzles away,
the end of an era, the start of a day.
this day ain't the same, its more like night,
the black of the skies, the absence of light.

The distortion of time, the eyes of the clock,
with each and every second my brain starts to rot.

The perfect thought in an in-perfect world.

Take these words and hold them dear
as proof that once I lingered here
within these hallowed written walls
that speak the fate of one and all.

Do not mourn me when I'm gone
heal your heart and carry on.
In sorrow ne'er my heart did dwell
for I was blessed to know you well.

Place no flowers, lay no stone
for barren earth is not my home
no marker there to bare my name
no mourners heads bowed deep in shame.

Shed a solitary tear,
then walk in light and never fear
as darkness creeps across the land
I will be there to hold your hand.

Terror stricken, dismayed!
the sound of them ripping the lid off my coffin left me afraid,
I am no monster can they not see,
I did not hurt them, it was they that hurt me.

Would they rather have me dead,
Tear me limb from limb, my organs widespread.
My tell tale heart being ripped from my chest,
At least then my tortured soul will finally be at rest.

The gibbous moon began to wane,
The corpse, no life it did sustain.
Condemned to this pit like abyss,
A chasm of darkness, a life amiss.

Awaken to your nightmarish land,
It was Adam not Eve who witnessed firsthand,
The ruins of mankind,
A hybrid of human, more monster entwined.

In death, night clear, it frowned,
My eyes, in starlit skies they drowned.
The wind - the breath of god - be still,
My grave, perched atop a lonely hill.

And now my soul finds itself alone,
No name carved in my desolate tomb-stone.
No maker or master could foresee,
What horrors, that became of me.

For he liked her,
And she he;
But it had to end.
They both were in love
With melancholy.

Ever since my minds been running,
I've had nothing but stress,
Sometimes I wish I could trade it in and have some rest,
People look at me and say;
'Look at all you have, you've been blessed',
But they don't see inside my mind,
Or my unhappiness,
Sometimes my mind gets overcrowded with thoughts and voices it starts to weigh a ton,

The only release is at the entrance to a gun,
How would my friends and family react if I told them of my thoughts that I have in the walls of my house.

My smiles don't last long,
My nights, I can't sleep through,
This sorrow laden soul is about to split in two,
I can feel my heart breaking,
WHY AM I SO SAD?

How much longer,
I can't take this anymore,
Because I'm getting older,
And I'm tired, and I'm sore.
My hearts bleeding,
All my thoughts conceding,

I know these thoughts are wrong,
I'm trying to change,
When I look in the mirror my reflection looks strange,
My OWN shadows estrange,
Sigh.

I just need peace of mind,
And someone hold,
Instead of a fate resigned,
They say that love is blind,
I prey so because I need all the help I can get,
Truefully I'm so far behind I can't seem to catch up,
Another love lost, again I ****** up.

I cannot be seen, it cannot be felt,
cannot be heard, cannot be smelt,
lies behind stars and under hilss,
and empty holes it fills.
comes first follows after,
ends life kills laughter.