There's is no feeling
Worth expressing.
No reality
Worth addressing.
With all the thoughts
That I'm repressing,
The future
Is just depressing.
This world that
leaves me stressed,
Is just a
*******
Popularity contest.

The accuser
Is really the
Predator,

The prey
Always falls victim
To these predators,

And after their done ******
Us victim's,
They
Apologize,
And say they didint realize what they were doing.
How could you not know,
You are the predator.
Us victim's though,
We dust our feet
And get back up.

i don’t want to live without you.
it sounds pathetic
but i really don’t
i don’t want to live with
the emptiness of my world without you
i don’t want to live with
this hollow space in my ribcage
where your hands used to hold me
and your love used to fill me.