My mind speaks to me as if it was once alive,
walking on cold tracks,
and waiting to die.
Though, I always speak back
"GET OFF THE TRACK!"
My mind never listens to me.

deeper meaning, over thinking, poetry really does give a beating.

The river flows endlessly droning on
In its never ending song
Roaring like a train
As I flys with the grain
Rumbling swishing flowing
As one, accepting each drop, growing

The river splashes against the rock
The stationary weight
Pulled down by its heavy burdens
The roaring rivers freight

They are seperate elements
Toghether in the stream
The river a gentle blue gasp of life
A crowd of laughing joy
The rock a heavy grey sorrow
Pushing around the crowd
Cracks from the ages
Of river sweeping around
Now and then harsh or gentle
Waves lap against the rock
Smothing holes or cracking edges
Slowly wearing it down
Yet never joining
For they are seperate elements.

I feel safer in the silence.
I feel safer in the darkness.
I feel safer with the monsters.
I feel safer in the abyss.

In the shadows I have hidden
all the secrets I've been given--
all the secrets that I made
trying to tuck a life away.

You want to **** them with the sunshine,
but I only dance in moonlight.
I stay hidden beneath the stars
because all my scars
are wounds I got in plain sight.

So take me to the dark side--
it's much safer than your harsh light.

The liquor that trickles down my throat makes me realize that you never truly were mine but somehow, I was yours.

What  vast  and  unveiled  sand  before  me  lies?

It  is  the  desert,
where  the  morning
cries  farewell
to  treacherous  night;    
willingly  fleeing  
as  dunes  set  alight!

Day  has  arrived  oh!
…  and  so  the  harsh  sun …
who  only  disappears
when  day  has  done.


So  friendly  and  mild
at  first  in  the  morn.
With  its  temper  soft,
and  kind  without  scorn.
But  when  it  sees  clearly
the  vast  empty  sands,
it flares  up  in  rage
with  fiery,  flaming  hands.


Burning  on  thorns
reluctantly  growing
like  ungrateful  creatures
to  the  sun’s  overflowing:
A whole  night  has  passed
and  naught  has  been  done!


How  cruel  can you  be,
o  merciless  sun!

Do you know what it feels like when you cry alone
remembering the worst and you suffer on your own
Do you know what it feels like when you love and no one cares
stupid words comes out and never forget what he says
Do you know what it feels like when  you are the best friend for everyone
but you can't find just one friend beside you in a need
Do you know what it feels like when  you remember them all
and your soul is always forgotten
Do you know what it feels like when  you forgive every mistaken
but you are the one to blame for a misunderstand
Do you know what it feels like when  you give the best
and you always get the worst
Do you know what it feels like when  you wish to die for something is not even worth it
Do you know what it feels like when  you are born just  for they make fun of you
and can't back it and Accept everything Against my will
No , No , no one knows those feelings .........
Life is so beautiful
but people are so awful

when you friendzoned me my heart dropped out of my body.
i just thought about what life was.
my life was changed.
after that day my life changed.
i turned into something that i'll never become.
i started going after girls that i could never get.
now you've moved on.
i still think about you.
that day is just a clear memory in my mind.
i loved you.
now i just love to see your smile now.
i've been friendzoned by so many girls.
you ladies have to remember sooner or later i'm gonna become you need.
someone out in this cruel world is gonna love me for me.
love is such a strong word, but hey all the girls that friendzoned me i had a certain amount of love for you.

Often the fangs of hatred
bites into the soul
Spitting the venomous words
and incapacitates the heart
Numbness spreads all over
after the spiteful attack