Sanity

                                                        ­                                                                *­is in* the *eye

                                                    
                                                         of the *beholder

did it make you happy? did it fill the void?
that you had to take those lives,
and then take your own?
what was the purpose?
if you were leaving the earth,
why did you take them with you?
why couldn't you have left by yourself?
why did you need to take them?
what did you accomplish?

all those little lives...

twenty lives
twenty smiles
twenty futures
twenty that never went home

no more recess

and six brave guardians that fought the battle and lost


what is it with these massacres? is it just me or are they getting worse?


A prayer to those affected, and God Bless the victims and their families.

People like to believe wishes are something magic
why though? To escape from something tragic?
Well I do, too.

Making a wish comforts one's secrets
why though? Why are wishes used?
To me, it was something that sorts my past regrets
My wishes now are for you; my one, my muse

Nothing may come of it, but I do it anyway
I wish your hope, your faith; do not decay
Your optimism, your kindness, your vast intelligence;
you use to cure the pain that you sense

And that pain, you see,
it belongs to me
as I watch you writhe in agony

My wishes for you are that you do not hurt
That when you dream of me, you don't dream of dirt

You don't have to miss me because I'm right here
Find the ring you slid on my finger, no fear
There I am; in those things you hold dear
Squeezing it in your palm now, I see tears

I can feel it, your pain so great...
I want so badly to hold you, but there's no passing this gate...

So I have but one request;

Wish like I do, by the candle's dim light
On every star tonight

And while you do, not to cry
As you go on in life, not to forget
It was not your fault that I have died
And to remember, that it's not your time yet

Wish for when you catch the time reading 11:11

That we'll meet each other again in God's Heaven...

Drifting alone, floating in the candle light
Somewhere you're here, with me in the night

You're with me, but not
When I'm with you again, my pain will rot

Until the next day, but for now we depart
This night is mine, to dream of us
And I feel you, taking a space in my heart
A space saved for you, as it gathered dust

Peace is mine tonight, a gift
I can feel your lips on mine, so swift

My worries are away
I'm only waiting for the day

The day, when we can be
But the night, the peace; is my time for me

And I use it to dream of you
You make me feel so different, so new


But here I am, drifting alone in the candle light
By myself, but not alone tonight

Evil buried deep inside
waiting to burst, but for now, to hide

Heart raging, blood racing
Brain surging, stomach aching

Something pushing at the nails
eyes turn cold as stone
Teeth gritting, sprouting fangs
Hatred pulsing through my veins

Heat of rage, trapped in this cage

Let it out, bleed it out!
Can't you see what it's about?

Blind, you're blind!
I'm losing my mind!

Let me run, let me go!
Maybe then you'll finally know

Maybe then I'll be free
from this hatred that's rotting me