Inhalation
Close my eyes, I am not forever.
Exhalation
Resonances of heartbeat pounding in my head.
Inhalation
My pains temporarily disappear, time fastens.
Exhalation
Hide my tears for I don't cry.

I thought it's impossible for the Disease to destroy everything.
Chemical pressures degenerates the mind easily.
Uneternal ways are used to attenuate the suffering.
Just close my eyes and wait for relief to be over.

Forgive me, I could not fix myself.
All this distance between other hurts
Can't let me go, my actions cause me pain!

Time's not slowing down, accelerates for sure.
My sanity, it isn't infinite.
Too much imbalance, unable to endure.
Cynanide levels won't come down.
Judgement torn apart without thoughts.
Heart disappears with Disease that mature.
I don't expect too much happiness
Whispers to myself "I hate you."
Do I know that?

Inhalation
Close my eyes, I am not forever,

Separated from you.

That was fun...
...While it lasted:
Left me speechless;
Flabbergasted.
Life was the best...
...Everlasting.

Now my home is
A glass casket.
Now my home is
my glass casket.

Despite these masks of happiness,
Jo drown in dark despair,
Jo mind may be a paintbrush,
What Jo create with it, beware!
The pen is mightier than the sword;
It has no limitation

Can't refrain, Jo mind can stain,
Now nothing can erase us now!

Can Jo describe the face Jo saw?
It would be ones you recognize.

Can't harm hands that holds, writes, and draws.
Imagination cursed us all with 'life.'

Jo blinded by Jo disease growing;
Jo heart is full of finite-loathing-
With secrets that Jo keep from showing,
Is disease sheep in wolfish clothing?
Flood Jo mind, with disease flowing-
Push Jo to the brink of blowing.
We hope disease think of going,
Jo weighed down to keep from floating.
Come with us, tell you 'bout Joey:
We keep Jo from being lonely,
Silent screaming, sinking slowly-
Give back Jo soul, what disease owe we.

It seems like a lifetime ago
That I loved the gold sunshine glow.
No, it doesn't reach down below

Shadows become my light
Here where my monsters hide

Normal is just a dream
For all of those like me

I hate my mortal bones
Bones and organs work in my skin
My heart forever cold
A cold and psychotic ending?
I'm going down so far
Fall further 'til there's nothing left
I'm kept here in the dark,
The dark
I sing to forget

This is my penitentiary
Broken apart from the world
Where I wanted to be

Locked the door
Threw away the key
And let my songs resume
Enclosed in a pitch black room

Come listen to me
as my song plays
Now, listen to me,
Stuck on replay.

Physically full,
Mentally starved,
The wilderness is hard
Trying to have a heart,
Terrible times, days of dark-
Ness plague the city,
This is becoming me
Eternally unrest(ed)
Oh yes, oh yes.

I'm dying here!
Neurologically malfunctin
Poison life with fear,
Rid me of character that makes me humane
Should I suffer
Just becuase
I'm not THAT sane?

They always leave,
A re-occurring curse,
Cry on my own sleeve
Oh yes,
Trust me,
It hurts,
But,
What could I do
When the one who always leaves is you,
What could say?
If you're not even hear?
You've gone away.

Fate not good at humor thing,
Smile of mine looks like a grin-
What am I? Why did I happen?
What did I do wrong?

Wish of death from inner voice
This is ever be my choice?
All that I can do now
Is to sing my songs

My 'gold' eternity: endless fear,
The pain of memories that disappear
Finites fail at trying to warn me
But I'm not lonely here.

Wisdom finite? Little child?
Away from me, separate miles,
Avoid contact with these hands
Can take you to the Spirit Realm.

We can live in Cyanide Castle
World of pains and of much tassels
I cannot trust me
Is my life a lie?

They say I'm so-called "smarter" than my peers,
Very wise, compared to those my years,
I'm afraid I know too much fear
I'm forced to keep me quiet

Landed in a trap, falling forever
I don't know what I am and what did I do wrong?
But someway, I swear, I'll put me back together
But all I can do for now is to sing my lament songs.

Really want me to be a kind of silence
My ways to ahieve can be very self-violence
No one hears me
I don't need 'reality'
Find comfort in this "stage."

All that you see
These poems, they're my autobibliographies
Sometimes temporary change.

Telling you my many stories
Don't know why but I'm really sorry
Rules dictates me that I shouldn't
Raise a riot

They just won't let me go
Your tears, don't cry, think on my "shows"
I'm afraid I know too much, I fear
I'm forced to keep me quiet


Please?
Don't hold it against me,
I don't want to scar your judgement
We don't know all that I've been through?

Topsy turvy
The way you twist and turn me
Don't leave me lonely
Come ******* honey

Upside down
Your spinning me around
Wearing out my gown
Now don't you make a sound

Vice versa
Right now I really love ya
You're so out, really fa
You are my shining sta

Honeycomb
In your arms I belong
Of you I'm very fond
By my side you should come

Lost in my thoughts again
They're dark and I can't seem to hide
Nightmares are speaking again
The lurk around to hunt me down

"Don't cry, Jojo, it's all ok."
These lies I tell myself each day.

Why THEY say that I'm a friends
About me, much, they do not care
When I need them the most
They are always never there.

"Don't cry, Jojo, it's all ok."
These lies I tell myself each day.
theseliesitellmyselfeachday

I got no time,
I got no time to live!
I got no time to live
And I can't say good bye

I am regretting having memories
Of my friends, who they used to be
(Beside me) before they left me to die!

And I know this is,
I know this is the truth
'Cause I've been staring at my death so many times (in the mirror)
The scary monsters roams in my mind's halls
I wish that I could shut them out
And stay awake until its my death's time

Overthinking's on, do from dusk till dawn
I got this headache and my life's on the line
I felt like I won, but they weren't done
The nightmares repeats theirself every time

Trying to keep my calm, and to carry on
Just think away until it's my death's time

But I'm not so strong, and they are not gone
They're still out there to take what's left of my mine!

I have this urge,
I have this urge to ****,
I have this urge to **** and show that I'm alive!
I'm getting sick from these apologies
From people with "priorities"
That their life matters so much more than mine!

But I'm shivering
And stuttering again
They say they listen yet they do not understand

Because I'm crying as much as I speak
Cause no one likes it when I shriek
Don't want to go back to when it all began.