In life
you can swirl and twirl
You can gloom and doom
Or you can grieve and end up facing the future

Like a bolt cascading from the sky, my heart blazes a path.
The mess of it all parts way and the butterflies are released into the clouds.
Cotton candy puffs of green.
No fairy dust in the world could compare to how I feel when mind lingers in the thought of you.
To not know your smell or touch makes it simple.
Easy for me to pretend.
To pretend for just one moment, that I could be happy.
I have skeletons that rattle my ribcage, reminding me that this bliss is temporary.
A melancholy notion in disguise.
That part of me will always remain, even through the brightest moments.
I take in breaths each day hoping that my heart will find its way through the nimbus, despite the fact that I know that what we have is scattered in the frigid depths of limbo.
A not so secret cellar in my brain.
Tucked away behind transparently frosted walls.
The processing unit is beginning to fail.
That world is caving in.
It's lost its luster.
And like a grain of sand it anticipates the waves washing it away.
A piece of me belongs to you.
It's fate falls on you.
Will you be the rain that mixes the sand?
...or the wave that carries it away?

What is bitter,
is the truth.
What is relish is lies.
Yes the truth hurts,
but what happened to comfort.

Making me feel like a stupid.
Feeling like am talking to a concrete wall
look at me trying my best to ease the pain.
But look at you rejecting me,
like i am a stranger.

You left me with open wounds
but i learnt to forgive,
a slight opinion sliping out of my mind,
you hated my words for good,
why cant you hate me
not what i said.

My side of the story is simple,
you now know how much i suffered in the pain you cuased
i learnt to forgive but you didnt
i humbled myself
but what about you.

You where committed
but from a change in the hands of the clock
why are you so willing to condemn me?

So what if I'm a ****?
So what if I'm a *****?
At least I can stand up for myself.
I need don't anyone to tell me who I am.
I know, I've always known.
I'm okay with what I am.
As I look around it's like,
everyone around me is holding up a sign,
they all say ****,
and everyone is always giving them away.
I don't understand.
What's the point in being alive if you're always living for someone else?
Some say I'm the nicest person they've ever met.
This isn't true, I know what I am.
I know I can be nice, I can be caring, I can be selfless,
and for the most part, that's what I am.
However, for others, I'm their worst nightmare.
It's because I'm not afraid to tell them what I see.
I'm not afraid to tell them what they're thinking,
or how they perceive life.
I can always tell, I've always had a knack for figuring people out.
They hate me, because they know I'm right,
nobody wants believe, or even actually see,
what's going on around them, some fear themselves,
and hearing someone else say what's always at the back of their mind,
absolutely terrifies them.
I don't like those people, you have to accept what you are.
The people I like, are the people that are just like me.
The ones that are confused about the **** signs,
the fearless ones,
the smart ones,
the perceptive ones.

We're all beautiful inside

rid of "I"
free.
let your
e
g
o
go
or
vanish in
vanity.

Bitter at the world, bitter at life, bitter negative miserable unfair life. How is a man supposed to be positive when the **** hits the fan. Sorry for himself, sorry that he even tried to keep on breathing, sorry that he can't express any feeling. Selfish and arrogant, can't see past the tunnel, too bitter to look at the good, rather he looks at his past and present circumstances. Doesn't believe he'll have a better future,people say God has a plan for his life, but he would rather sulk in the darkness, instead of looking in the light.  Truth is he has lost faith, he has lost hope, he needs help from something to cope.  It's hard to get rid of bitterness when you've been in it so long, only the strong survive, so he needs to come along. Otherwise the only road left is the one to destruction , which will eventually lead to death. My advise is don't become the bitter man, stay on the good path, never lose track of who you are.