In my dreams he is mine
But in my life he is a dream...

Its my birthday
I should be happy
I was happy
Untill
It was about to all end
And he has not called

I knew he wouldn't
Deep down I knew it
Yet why do I feel disappointed and empty

Just when you think you are over it completely,
it comes Rushing back and hits even harder than before .
the struggle to forget and move on.
A task that seems somewhat impossible.
You spend your days at war.
War between yourself and your feelings.
You try to win yourself back but it seems the more you try the more sorrow overshadows you.
You die a little each day
A part of you is gone.
Till there's nothing left.
You give up,
allowing darkness to take over.
You become loneliness's number one fan.
Pain, sorrow and depression become your friends.
the game of bitterness u play.
A living Ghost u are
Dead is your soul.
The Walking dead.

I stop and take a breath...
Am soaked in sweat n bruises all over my legs
No I can't stop I'av got to keep running.  
I can still feel its presence close to me.
The monster won't let me be.
Am tired of the voices inside my head
I try to stop them but they resurface instead
Can I keep running from this monster?
Or Should I turn myself in
Turn to blades and self-destruction
Just maybe I might get my peace
And the pain ends
  
The voices inside my head;they are all me
I am doing this to myself
I am my own demon
No amount of therapy can save me from myself. Nobody can help me
I either love myself or lose myself.
Maybe if I keep telling myself that,
I may believe it..
Only then will I save myself

I miss you when something good happens; you're the only one I wanna share it with
I miss you when am mad; you calm me down and tell me it aint worth it
I miss you when am sad; you give me every reason to b happy
I miss you when am insecure ; you'd give your life to make me feel safe
I miss you when I laugh ; you make my laughter grow
I miss you when I cry ; you make my tears disappear
I miss you when I breathe , you are my oxygen
I miss you when I look at the mirror; you are my reflection
I miss you when I've had a rough day; you sure know how to turn it around
I miss you but I miss my bestfriend the most, you're all I had
I miSs you when I smile ,you are always the reason its up there
I miss your smile,I miss mine too
ever since u left,u left with mine too.
If I had a beer for everyday that I've missed you, I'd be sober.
I miss you the most when I sit and reminisce hopelessly about what we had and what we dreamed of,those moments I had with you where the best life ever gave to me.
You were the best present from God,its unfortunate u left too early.

A pen in my hand
Nothing in my head
Pains in my heart
Tears in my eyes

Trembling hands
Red eyes
Stained face
Swollen eyes

A sharp knife thru my chest
A puncture in my heart
A wound I doubt
Will ever heal.

Sleepless nights
Days of the same
A scar
That’ll never fade

Broken into pieces
Damaged beyond imagination
Massacred to the extreme
Manipulated to condemnation

Words are worthless
To what is felt

A hole that cant be refilled
A tattoo that cant be erased
A mark that’ll last for eternity
A complete infatuation

Land I never thought I’ll be
Broken-land
A broken person

One thing for sure
The thing called heart
Will be attached to you
With epoxy

Words are worthless
To what is felt

I looked at the mirrior today
I only saw me without you.
I searched myself from within
And I couldnt find my soul.

I listened for my heartbeat
And I heard nothing...
I searched for emotions
All I could find was grief and sadness.
I looked out the window for sunshine
And all there was ,was darkness.
Could I ever be me without you?
Could I ever be me without me?
I looked at the mirrior again and I saw nothing..