Flowers lose petals
But their seeds will touch the grass
Promising new spring

I am the person you walk past in the hall.
The person who sees everything
but yet no one sees at all.
I am a nameless face in the endless sea of people.
I see your tears-your fears
and the worst of the worsts the trauma
the heat...a nightmere that haunts you for years.
This is a world of hate and death.
But if you look around I'm there to help

I haven't written anything in so long because everything that comes out of my mouth sounds like a broken record. I can't even think straight because all the voices in my head keep screaming, and then to make matters worse we are actually screaming. Everyone always says love makes you crazy but why do we always get this crazy. The burning sensation in my heart used to excite me and now all it does is scare me. We used to be united and now we can't even find a way to be in the same room. I don't understand why we can't see that the only answer to life has been me and you. I used to write beautiful poems about the way you made me feel and I still am but only this time they are more about tragedies and how we ruined the one good thing we had going for us.