My enemies hate me for all I stand for, and all I'll someday be.
My acquaintances know my name and recognize it.
My casual friends may not know who I am, but still make life lighter.
My friends are the ones who comfort me when I fail but draw away when I succeed.
My best friends laugh with me about my failures, celebrate my successes, and tell me straight when I'm being a pain in the neck.
My family supports everything I do and are always there, even if I don't want them to be.
And all those in between make life interesting, whether good or bad.

None of that matters unless I say so.

My enemies make me stronger.
My acquaintances give me pride.
My casual friends make me smile.
My friends keep me social.
My best friends warm my heart (and strengthen my patience).
My family is my lifeblood and backbone.
And all those in between, make me who I am.

Thanks to everyone in my life, no matter what you think of me.

Words are the key to the door between
Reality and fantasy. Through writing, you can really see
Inside a person. You can learn their secrets, things they'd never
Tell anyone. Writing allows you to let others see
Inside you, for when
No one's looking you in the eye, it is easy to
G**ive them your heart.

Somewhere in my head
I am eternally lost
I can't make a sound

The endless hurting
There is screaming in my ears
Trying to get out

You walk before me
Each day is filled with longing
You're just out of reach

Never can it be
But I still struggle to see
How hopeless it is

I truly love you
Even more than you can know
But it is hopeless

Oh lovely woman standing still
In a trance at the window sill
Staring at a grave with deathly thrill

'Why at night do you stand alone?
Staring at rotten flesh and bones
With lifeless shine which since has grown

Ah-He was the one you loved the most
And now wait for his autumn ghost
With silvery tears you held him close'

'No, he was the one who broke my past
the one who burned my yearning heart
the one who carelessly tore me apart.'

Icy snow melted hot
Down the driveway
I stubbed my toe and
Bled all over your sheets
I'm fumbling through letters
Trying to find the right -
I wish I didn't see that
Wish I hadn't felt the sun
Icy snow melted running
Straight into the hand that fed me



I often think
that we
could be
the only ones