I'm emotional
In an emotionless mess
With no feelings felt

Banging and Smashing, Pounding and Thrashing against the cold surrounding brick wall

Yelling and shouting hoping for someone to hear your call

Nobody knows, so no one answers at all

Thinking in silence, while you pound the wall in violence. Using up every ounce of your nonexistence energy until you fall

Sliding down to sit in silence, as a tear slips, tasting it on your pink lips. Giving up and beginning to bawl.

only to wait for the never coming person to break down that wall.

Are you there?  Where Are you? Where am I? Where are we? Am I here?
I look around , up,  and back I see people look at life in color. I look around and see my world in black
Where are we really? Am I here or am I really there? Am I suppose to be here? Or was I suppose to be there?
Have I been found? Will I ever be safe and sound?  ****** is my life going to be filled with doubt?
I don’t know anything , anything at all. I am sitting here clueless as to what life is about
My life is one big question mark and I am living it all in the Dark.

Mommy, Daddy, Sister, and Brother.
I hope you will all be there for one another.                                  
However you feel, help deal with the emotions that you feel just aren't real. For my friends, I give you all lots of love I send.
For all the good and the bad. The ups and the downs.
I want you to remember me as I show my love for you even though I don’t make any sounds.

My life is all just to hard to explain. This is how I express my pain. I am no longer sane, I have lost my last tear stain, now its is time for a bloodstain.
I LOVE you all, I just cant seem to keep up my life without a down fall.
I wouldn't call this a suicide note for I am not going on that boat. I wouldn't call this a death letter, because by the time I die life may be all better. I am still right here physically, but my spirit has died mentally.
I just wanted to let you hear my love, but tell you  the fear for love towards me I never feel of.
  I never did let my emotions show, so this poem is sort of  a forewarning in case I do blow.

What if my human is one other’s monster
If this world is someone else’s hell
If everyone is a transfigured impostor

Teaching us all to accept as youngsters
Leaving us into oblivion, prohibiting reality to dwell
What if my human is one other’s monster

Reprimanding those whom minds wander
Can our lives really be all that swell
If everyone is a transfigured impostor

Knowledge unable to prosper
As if at birth we were put under a spell
What if my human is one other’s monster

Could anyone find the answer
Can anyone tell
If everyone is a transfigured impostor

Our minds need to ponder
Think and decide all questions and know our society is not well
What if my human is one other’s monster
And if everyone is a transfigured impostor?

A little lady lie lonely late at night
Staring at the blank black backs of her eyes
A gruesome image appears in her sight
A little lady lie lonely late at night
No beauty and no visible light
The pictures of things she loathes and despise
A little lady lie lonely late at night
Staring at the blank black backs of her eyes