Good things don't come easy,
Falling for you has been breezy,
All though we don't always see eye to eye,
I've seen your soul and you've seen mine.

Translucent and cold,
My body doesn't even shiver,
Lips faded to a dull grey,
This isn't old age.
Inside is empty,
As lonely as my shell.
Earth is my personal hell.
They push on my chest,
To rescusitate me.
The blood pumps and for a while,
I'm alive again.
My previous corpse blown away.
But it doesn't take long,
I soon become fragile,
And my insides shatter like glass.
A 100 cuts just in my mind.
Walking down the street you wouldn't tell.
For I delicately place my mask on every day.
To hide my pain and Shame.

On a sloap so slippery,
My mistakes sliding after me,
Feet slipping,
It's getting hard to breath,
As the water comes all over me.
I'm in to deep,

Waiting for the day,
The sun will rise,
But never set,
Meaning the end of me.

He exclaimed I've never met any one like me before,
I smiled for I am not like him,
He sees in me what he wants to see,
Because love is foolish,
Like a man fondeling for a light in the blackness,
He will believe only good rests in the dark,
Because he feels home when I'm only a short stay.

Negativity flows through my veins,
Tainting and poisening my brain,
On the edge, insane.
Happiness a rare treat,
Simple things, being able to eat,
If only it was followed by sleep.