On top of the world, without no recognition.
Lonely on top when your there's only one position.
You must recognize that I am not in best condition.
The toll to stay the strongest has took a vast commision.

If you don't understand me then you must be standing under me.
A life of isolation is bringing out the beasts in me.
A rebellious cast out kid will take these trophies home.
Life is bottoms up so i live up on a throne.

The sun sets.
The moon rises.
The moon sets.
The sun rises.

now backwards.

The sun rises.
The moon sets.
The moon rises.
The sun sets.

The story is the same.
The names are differant.
Like a palindrone.
Like us.

I was broken when i met you.
Fresh out of the hospital.
Attempted my own burial.
But then magic happend.

Stitches formed in the place of cuts.
Hugs formed in the place of tears.
Love formed in the place of pain.
Happiness formed in the place of suicide.

Then you gave up.
Saw how much fixing i really needed.
Saw how ****** up i was.
You became like everyone else.

You left.
You ******* left.
"forever and always, to infinity and beyond. I will always love you."
You ******* lier.

Blood baths took place of talking to you.
Cuts abolished the strength delivered in those stitches.
The sacred seconds we held each other caroded  and rotted my mind.
Hugs became a passion i re-enacted with a teddy bear you gave back.
Thoughts once replaced by the thought of you returned, prepared for revenge.
Pain eluded its way into every memory of loving you.
Smiles turned into hours spent under the bridge by the school, waiting for that ******* train.
Suicide filled every night as i worked to live the dream.

You said you loved me.
You promised me i would be okay.
You let me believe you cared.
You ******* lier.

I am a caged beast of rejected soals.
I sit in a forest of death as i watch a beautiful bird land.
Then i watch as the bird sits.
Stares.
Right into the eyes of a lion.
I scream.
I yell.
I ******* beg.
Please.. I cant loose another..
But the bird still sits.
Right before the death of the bird, a feeling i lust for so deeply, the bird turns.
It looks at me,
As if to say, "i shant not fly nor run away, for this beast i face is of pure hate. The malignity of extinction I can not fear, for i am the speacies of the lost and weird. I am beasts of prey turned into prey of beasts, the hungry lions who will not feast. I am the prey of beasts witch turn beasts of prey, beasts to beasts who are beasts to prey. For when the world will come to end, when time ceases and begins to bend, a beast is a beast, defined by life, we are all the same in destinys fight. Beasts are beasts in this jungle of hate, so let love replace the beasts today."
Within a second, seeming forever slowed, the bird flys right under the lions nose.

We are all beasts.
Weather you are a beast to beasts, a beast to prey, or a beast in a cage,
We are all beasts.
The bullies are attacked by those who want to help the hopeless, when the biggest bully of the hopeless are the hopeless themselves.
I don't want to be a beast.

The freak show is here
Grab your camera
Point and laugh
Join The Crowd

Don't try to help
Don't pretend you care
You'll just join me here
Entertaining The Crowd

Free to watch
But the price is high
You wouldn't care
It's just my life

Let lies cover your pain as you say you cared
You've seen the freak show but you've never been there
If your opinion is minority but your neighbours is gold,
who's life are you ******* living?
"Freak"- more like "Free"

I write about you alot.
Shh.
Don't tell anyone.
I don't want them looking for my words.

There is a reason i don't where shorts.
I have to hide the words.
If people see the words,
I can't be a poet any more.

My poems are words.
Unspoken words.
Everything i wanted to say.
Everything i never said.

Don't ask to read them.
You won't understand.
The only person who can read them are me.
For they are my memories.

I am a poet.
I write things people don't understand.
Nobody reads my storys.
Because there are no words.

Just soal.
Just pain.
Just scars.
Just love.

I am a poet.
A silent screamer.
My words are powerless without sound.
I will scream with my life.

Mustang from the past.
Let me ride until the moon falls down.
The sun is a loathsom beast.
I want to drive all night.
I want to love you.

When im with you a beauty occurs that burns brighter then a sun rise colliding with the morning tide. I can not euphemise the excruciating cry from when my insides die and the pistol lets fly a single beautiful try to illuminate the sky with cries held high. Trophies to a suicidal guy. The flame burns low as you tell me to let go, as i remember that ride through the pure white snow. The beautiful glow of your cold breathes blow. The hole without you continues to grow.
This pistol brings the bullet but pain pulls the trigger. I was just another boy to add to your figures. Im sorry that I can not heal quicker but I am  running low on liqour. My friends have started to snicker and say all i do is bicker but they dont understand that all i can feal is bitter. I love you. Thanks for showing me its okay to be a quitter.

The love i gave you was every ounce of my bleeding soal. The love i gave you was pure passion. Sorry I terrified you with my messed up side. Sorry I brought our twin tours down.