I buried you a long time ago
I put you in the ground along with all our memories
On your tombstone it read
"The grave of someone that gave the world away so quickly, he took it right back"
Just as I had ceased to put flowers on your grave
I realized you had came back to life
If that's not irony, I don't know what is
{B.W.}
When You Came Back To Life, I Took Your Place In Death

I am here 
While they are There
I wish I was There
I wish I was There to be with them

But I am still here 
I am still here waiting on the day to come when I finally see them once more

I have been here for two weeks
Two weeks of fear
Two weeks of never knowing if you'll finally arrive There

But I am thankful for my fears 
Because fearing is still a feeling
I see some who cannot fear any longer
For fear took them over 

I fear because I know my fate
But also appreciate it, because my fate is There

Here the men starve, torture, and beat us
But I see the fear in there eyes
Fear of what my happen to them if they don't deliver us There

They have so many ways to deliver us
Yet the choose the slowest most painful ways

I sometimes wonder why they must do these things 
I wonder what may happen to them of we didn't arrive There
If we were to escape 

But I don't want to escape
For I have nothing to return to
Even so I don't want to be here 

I used to have a friend here 
But she too is There
She arrived quickly, unlike I will

Everyday I grow smaller 
Everyday I'm reminded of where I am by the number on my arm
Everyday I lose myself a little more

I've seen children taken from their mothers 
Siblings torn apart
But nothing is worse than someone losing themself 

So my destination is close 
I'm on the edge of the cliff 
And once I fall I will finally be There

She is a liar
But hides it with her smile
That blinding grin that makes you believe she cannot sin
Making her clones one by one
But we all know she just doe it for fun
She walks with graceful stride
But it's obvious she has no pride
She laughs at you jokes
But she secretly thinks youre a bloke
Don't you see what she does?
I guess not
Because you beg for her praise
But I see straight through that smile