A for anxiety
and that is what i have
B for blue
the color of my feelings
C for cold feet
because mine are freezing in this storm
D for depressed
and that is not all
E for evil
that is what is all around
F for fear
and i was it all
G for greed
baby i am greeding for you
H for hate
thats what i feel for all
I for ignore
and you all are doing
J for jealous
and I am dressed in it
K for killed
because I just killed myself
L for loser
because I am the big fat L
M for missing
for what I am now
N for negative
because this is what I writing
O for old
I am a old soul
P for pain
and I am in a lot of it
Q for quit
because I am a quieter
R for reject
you humans push me to be
S for sad
sadder that i ever have been
T for threatening
For threatening my life
U for ugly
and I am 100.99%
V for vile
and my blood to have it
W for wound
My wounds to never to be fixed
X for xeroxing
because that is my word
Y for you
I wish to be you
Z for zero
and I am less than that

I am more broken than I seem to be. Because there is nothing to this goldening mask just lines of glass cutting through the ice of this soul. And it sits on my face to hide the pain. No eyes, not even my can bare to see. The mess that was once so clean. Angels Will never help my forgoten glow, it was lost in the sea cold. Now to I, death will never be old. Shall I be more broken than I seem.
By me

This is me, a sneak peak into my mind,
This is where my thoughts and I hide
This is the terror inside

The outside is a lie because
This inside has died
You will run and hide once
you see the things inside

Don't worry
Its not all that bad
Just  not when the demons climb outside
They dig me in and out

Showing claws sharoe as light
Dark shadows to dine
They are all the same
As what has killed me in the start

So there it is, the sneak peak
Where my thoughts and I hide
This is the terror inside.
By Me but help with are friend

I am lost and,
in my own world of down fall
the grieved i fell on today
the lonely heart i have in side
you ask me with open arms
but i push away with tear filled eyes
sorry to say
but i am fine
just me lost and
in my own world of down fall.

I can feel the sun
the warmness on my icy skin
the skies are blue and bright
but still there is something not there
The waters are cold
the wetness of the sand feels just right on my feet
but its not all there
The happiness of the people
are flowing off them like a gray cloud raining
But still something is gone
everything is here
the people
the sky and the waters
But nothing
yes nothing
there is something
but nothing

There is not truth of fairy tales. They are all lies that mothers and fathers read to us at night. You are only a blind, dumb fool that dont see real from fake. You believe is love and happiness that is forever there. But really you are just falling deeper in the the dark. The hate is all around you but you see love. Some day you will learn that this world you call home is just a dream.

By me

Not the pain that you feel like throwing up
Not the pain that women gets on their monthly
Not the pain when you get kicked in the *****
No the pain that you feel when its your birthday and no one cares
but the pain when you head is spinning and you can't do ****
and the quietness of the pain is driving you up the roads with no lines
no loud music
no ******* bugs that make you want to boom the yard
the loud yelling of stupid kids outside
but the pain of nothing
the pain that you ******* head doesn't even know that your in the ground
the nothingness that you feel
you start to crazy and think that you can hear your heart beating and think you can hear yourself breath.
You mind starts to realize that your body is cold and in a box six feet in the dirt
But that's not the worse part
when the pain you start to feel is just you head telling you that you are dead and its to late.

There is nothing more than a photographers dream
than a sunset over a blue clear river.
Its just on the beauty but the peace you must feel
Your heart melting to the golden glow of the sun.

But its not of the view
to some anyone could a have a a van to take the love of art
But must don't feel the fullness of the work

There is nothing to a sports players dream
to win every day
The fans yelling your name and calling you the because after every goal

Its the beat of the music to get you going
Notes after the other and tap of your foot to keep the play

No story to write itsself but the holders mind
The wonder on the world and people that say its home

The teaching of each lesson to the kids that have brains
The thinker to the doer.

You see there are more to what it seems
It all has its flaws
But they are all the same
It makes you happy.
By Me

The knights have build a worrier out of me.
Nothing can break what was made.
My soul stays strong like the mighty sword.
To a war of hate and sorrow; I shall win every battle.

The left is my land.
No right no nothing.
Just the left.
In the land to the left is no good nor bad.
No peace for the wars,
No nothing.
The land to the left is just a land with nothing.
Nothing is something.
so something is in the land to the left.

No words in my brain that can push the truth on out. My head is spinning at the thought of the misstatement I ate. Biting my tongue as I hum the anthem. I am the wrong, to you the right. I let it go at the first sight. But now I see the evasion. You are hoax of my life. The realness never to be discern on me. Because you; I thought were the one for me. You the ally of best ness. To now I am onliest. On the end of end, of land and sea. To you the wrong, but I was even in error.

By Me

Not the pain that you feel like throwing up
Not the pain that women gets on their monthly
Not the pain when you get kicked in the *****
No the pain that you feel when its your birthday and no one cares
but the pain when you head is spinning and you can't do ****
and the quietness of the pain is driving you up the roads with no lines
no loud music
no ******* bugs that make you want to boom the yard
the loud yelling of stupid kids outside
but the pain of nothing
the pain that you ******* head doesn't even know that your in the ground
the nothingness that you feel
you start to crazy and think that you can hear your heart beating and think you can hear yourself breath.
You mind starts to realize that your body is cold and in a box six feet in the dirt
But that's not the worse part
when the pain you start to feel is just you head telling you that you are dead and its to late.

Tonight i will not look under the bed.
The monster is already in my head.

My head is spinning,
spinning with all these thoughts.
Crazy feeling with mad writing in red.
The illness I have is gone to for for cure.
The pain in words that bleed out my mouth,
Is just the monster I am.
I once was with peace of my demons,
Now they run free with me are a chain.
My darkness started with just a tap.