He looks as he Blinks see his eyes see what he sees! It stimulates his brain like he’s Medically Insane psychologically he’ll never be the same. 



Many veins with different story’s scratching away at his brain, He’s gone way past depression as his personality slips away.




Mind tricks every time he thinks his medication will make him feel okay, It makes him go more crazy the more he tries to remember his name.



Every blink leaves a mark with a scar on his heart, his trapped in a Cold long room that’s filled with stairs that seem to go no were don't stare!




His down on his knees as he looks and sees his life scatter everywhere, getting lost by the cold sound of weakness in his head. 



His words don’t want to speak as his Anger Screams at him, Time was never on his side his Reflection tried to hide.




In a deep dark hole were broken souls wouldn’t even go, a broken memory with a heart that was cold. 




Addicted to the pain the past is all he knows, he lost the key to his future his eyes only showed him what he saw. 




Jidos Reality 18.10.12

If only I told you what you mean to me, it’s been three years and you still mean loads to me. 




I love the way you walk and the way you talk, you always seem to find away to make me smile. 




I want to hold you and cuddle you every morning and all night, It’s been a long time sometimes I feel like I want to cry. 




We talk for hours on the phone every day and every time we speak you tell me everything will be alright. 




I should of stopped and listened to the words that come out of your mouth, I thought I knew what to do, but by thinking that I was hurting you.




I became friends with the bottle the more I poured a sip it made me feel hollow, I slowly threw away the love we had build our trust was getting swallowed.




Our arguments always used to echo if only I told you my life was perfect because of you, so complete because you needed me like I needed you.




I’m sorry for ever hurting you.




Jidos Reality 20.10.12

As my Mind Twists and turns deep with-in inside, my Broken soul has no were to run away and hide. 




From all these Fears my Tears create from running down my eyes, if only I was taught how to laugh than maybe these tears would be a memory I’ll never ever want to be lost.




I’m scared of loneliness I’ve got no one there to love my heart, I don’t even have a birthday wish or my name on any ones Christmas card. 




I’ve Lost everything everyone I’ve ever loved; I took for granted everything they did for me back in the past.




The future holds nothing for me but Pain trapping me in the dark, My poor souls crying out can you help me because I’m lost,can you fill the emptiness that I’m feeling in my heart.




I just want it to stop I don’t want it to rot; I don’t want it to take away the little happiness I have left in my heart.


Because if it’s taken away it will be gone it will be lost. 

It will never come back to my Broken Beating Heart.


I hope you like my honesty I just didn’t know where to start. 

I’m only looking for Love that thing that Protects and always warms up your heart. 




Jidos Reality 13.10.11

Why do you think you running around collecting “Stars” filling many jars up with your heart?




Hiding behind your fake smile this illusion will have to stop, falling down a dark hole the more your love has to starve.




It’s lost like the night were there’s no full moon to show you light, your heart doesn’t beat it’s filled with lies that want to fight.




Destroying everything in peoples life’s that are right, You twisted and scared your heart is as dark as the shadow by your side. 




Your smile is so sad it tells me a story that’s from hell, were fire always burns and hatred turns and lives in your veins. 




Pain whispers words that make you sick, the faster you fall the deeper you think sometimes you need to stop and face the truth when it speaks.




Open your ears and set all you emotions free find the key that you lost and open up your destiny.




Don’t let hate take over you or all the lies control you something isn’t right, every night I’ll pray for you. 




Jidos Reality 21.10.12

You so boring every time I hear you speak, the words and the emotions you show on this page are never deep.




They never seem to make this tear cry and make it speak, it don’t make any sense what you write it sounds like a lie. 




There’s no feeling of compassion to bring life to your poetry that you write, I wish you understood that poetry is another life. 




A world where you cannot speak but you gifted enough to show them you can write something for someone that’s unique. 




That every time they read it to say I’m sorry ain’t as hard as it seems, Your words have no meaning have no story to what I think. 




See when I read your poetry it makes me tired I want to sleep, but I respect you for what you write about what you think when your eyes blink. 




As your words try to scream listen when I’m talking just let it in, It has always been a beautiful piece of poetry to be boring is truly unique.




Jidos Reality 22.2.2012

Time cannot be measured by the Days that you have experienced, you cannot fear the Future when the Past is almost near. 




This second will be a minute what an hour another year, another day gone just listen cant you hear. 




Today felt just like yesterday could it be like a different day? Maybe today will bring more Meaning to everything that I say.




When a Breath is taken another blink is created another world a different sound will be created, another story this chapter is re-created. 




This memory is exploited different days that have taught us the Truth will always stalk us. 




When you lie behind the truth it will always stare you in the face, the Mirror never lies it will always tell a story that has to be played. 




Always takes you back to that memory that u want replaced.Smiles and Tears all have one thing in common they expressions that only ever show up on your face.




Jidos Reality 12.10.11

Because now I’m fantastic living in a glass dream, so say that I got another day Hours and Minutes all come in a very different way.




Suicidal thoughts rushing should I cut my writs today? Will it Hurt when I feel my veins exploding filled with pain?




The sharp knife on my cold skin makes me start to believe, my heart is as cold as the shadow the follows me. 




It has no meaning to the sounds that I scream, my paranoid sense bites away at my finger nails as it thinks.




My soul is confused as it lives this misery, death is round the corner smiling as it thinks.


Every tear that I cry take away a little bit of me. 

My eyes have no Light only dark memories that have stayed with me, I’m searching for the truth as this knife starts calling me. 




I’m lost in a Glass Dream with many mirrors staring at me.A Cold Whisper in the wind comes along to remind me. 

Because I’m fantastic this dream is not a world that was meant for me.




Jidos Reality 1.11.12