i've wanted to talk about
my feelings for you,
but deep inside i know
you'll never feel
the same way
for me
too.

you stopped talking so I stopped trying.
it's a miserable existence to feel the pain of slowly dying.
and now we're trading indirect curses hoping the other will notice first and give in and say hi.
but instead we sit alone and suffer in silence.
just pretend that you're fine.
hide behind those fake smiles and blank stares.
the feelings will fade until you remember you care and you miss her.

I feel your presence staring,
I feel you stroke my hair,
I feel your icy fingertips,
I know that you're not there.

I hear you tap my door,
I hear you up the stairs,
I hear you weeping all the time,
The thought that no-one cares.

I see you move my things around,
I see you pace the hall,
I see your shadow in the night,
But are you there at all?

It is there, but a little broken, it tries it's very hardest to stay, but feels it's being dragged away, I really don't want it to go because it makes everything easier, but although you hurt it, it still holds on

I'm sorry to say, but you need to be locked away
        you're way too fragile, always getting hurt,
              on my sleeve, you're too exposed,
                 you're a lot safer inside my rib cage

I know she's there inside of me
and how she makes a scene,
    just when I see you with her,
         I turn a little green.

from the mind it flows
traveling through my veins
down my bones.
every part of me rages
for comfort and ignorance.
I erupt,
my emotions drain
oh I wish
I wish I cared less.

how can you be happy when you're missing your smile?

I am a war zone, with no need of
Peace keeping force, for I am obsessed
With the war my thoughts engage in,
The bullets I have dodged in my soul
With the painful litanies have made
Me a powerful warrior and I take
Pride on what I’ve molded into.
I find peace within myself,
My peace lies amidst the muffled
Screams of my heart, battered by the
Wounds.