If i didn't say goodbye,
it wouldn't bè real. 
I couldn't say goodbye,
because for me it would never be real. 

11 years later and still its not real. 
But missing you dearly. 
That's real. 
Thinking of you every day that's real. 
I found and picked up a Penny today. 
Was that you sending luck my way?

What is happening to me?
I can hardly remember you anymore. 
'Heck' i can just barely remember me,
or what day/month/even year it may be. 

Even though your gone, i want to get to know you.
See if you were like me.
As i waved to a magpie, 3rd one this month. 
I can't help but wonder. Yet again, as i shudder. 
Then it start's to rain and thunder.
I smile... 
Stealing my thought's.

Where was i..? 
Oh yes.. Rain&thunder Then i shudder. 
Deja-vu as i wonder. 
Tryin to remember, just as i forget.
More and more as i do.

Even my closest memories 
My memories of you. ***

MY "FRIENDS"
(Sponsored by - A conversation between Me,Myself and I)

I am better than this.
I am better than you.
Stop trying to keep sabotaging me.
If i go down then so do you.
Why do you struggle to see?
This....

"My friend this is life as you already know.
You know there is only so long you will be able to keep me at bay.
Only so long until i am free to say...
What i want!
What you can't!
Because of these F* morals you hold on
So tightly to.
But when you do let your guard down..then i
am free to do what you can't.
What you won't"

Stop..just please stop.

My soul has been destroyed,
For which my heart you toyed.
When i was happy you made me sad.
You could never be glad,
to have me the way i am!
In fact - you could not give a ****.
When we suffer in pain,you're not Sorry.

You fill my head with eternal worry!
In fact you make the Human Race,an unbearable disgrace.
Just set me free and leave me be.
To end this ****** misery!

And may you suffer in Hell,
for all your ****** Sins aswell

In my own world id'e be made
out of playdo'h, and the
colour purple id'e be.
The place i can learn to be me,
start to be me...
I have something no one else has,
my inner light.
The colour purple i think id'e like.
yeah it shine's. And pretty ****
bright too, i might say.
I see it as a strength
after all it's a bit like this poem
it 'kinda' make's sense.