I am just slowly rusting away like the Russian submarines left rote loaded with horrors that bring ecological havoc. I lose all feeling emotion I feel none functional.

I was a top well oiled top of the line machine but time took its own path enstead of being decommissioned properly I was set off to expose toxins.

I have no energy or any feeling to give a ****.


I have no control over my emotions or just simply to not give a crappie what any one says anymore.


I have been holding and pulling along the weight of the world with no time to have a break I was used to hold on everyone's problem and there ****.

No I have been set off to rotate and rust with a arsenal or mass destruction and toxic chemicals  that will destroy  the economy systems



Only if I was decommissioned properly I would still be pulling the weight of the world flawlessly

Every day or night my mind grows more curious of the dangerous ways I go. Every day I cheat death even tho his whispers draw me closers to mistakes that can't be reversed. Let's play a game of insanity?
Every rule we break we mend a new insane way of our tricks. A lie brings misfortune as showing you have no boundaries.

My secret I scream is the dead silence on the sleepy hollow cemetery.
  My pain inside my bipolarmind is running wild with energy I could have saved to save my self from the deadly things that grab you.

My nightmares  become a stories that play with me like a horror film that was just shot.

How fast can scream.
Do u want to play with your own darkness or spread the sickening like a wild fire.


I have no heart beat only when life breathes into my lungs.



Dose evil bring good fortune or dose it spill blood like savagely brut let killing a person.



How far do we open up our minds to open ideas for evil or good.

Do u want to play with my mind to full blown destruction that we can't put out.


My pain inside my bipolarmind  is like a lighter starting a spark adding Fulton the fire setting my path of pure blinding aggression.


My pain inside my bipolarmind  is a trap I can't escape only way out is a fight till Insanity  kills me.


Clostrabobic  small room I can't breath I have no place to free any thought leaving me with my demons who have otherwise plans in mind.


Are u insain or can you break the lone and escape your twisted mind.



Let's play a game of mine can you escape and set your self free or will you be traded for inturnity weak and powerless of hope and lost of life.


Are u insain or can you handle your own pain

My mind has the words but my heart is to hurt to speak the words.
Later nights ***** or wine my pen pencil is still stuck on the deepest thoughts in my mind.

Mother I fearing you'll never know I love you.
Every time I write. my life seems to fall deep into the darkest shadows you'll never be able to catch me.



My emotions run wild like the Cristal tears I shead breaking down.

I see now easy way to chase the words I could of said before you slammed the door and left me.


I always said I loved you but now it's like trying to chase a dragon with no intention of being found.


I feel the burning singing pain from the ashes of my own heart breaking down. Just sinking away only wanting to say .

I LOVE YOU HOPING YOUR LOVE ME BACK KNOWING I'LL NEVER LET YOU BE SCARED IN THE NIGHTMARES YOU RUN FROM.



I CAN'T KEEP CHASING MY DREAMS EVEN IF IT'S LONLEY.

I HAVE TRIED TO CHASE YOU MY LOVE BUT THE WORD HAS NO MEANING NO MORE.



THERE WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH TO TIME FOR MY MIND TO TELL MY HEART IT'S TIME TO SPEAK TO THE WORLD EVEN THOUGH THE PAIN AND SCARED HAVE A MIND OF THERE OWN TO HEAL WITH EVERY BREATH YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO WRITE DOWN OR CHASE.


I AM BROKEN MY MIND HAS THE WORDS BUT MY HEART IS THE ONLY THING THAT WILL MAKE MY VOICE SPEAK REACHING THE TRUTH.


I LOVE YOU

I'm insane  no your not I have no way to go. Every day I can't runn or haveroom to breath threw.


Every breath seems like knives cutting threw me.


I haven't been sleeping.

Just looking out my eyes make me want to scream till I pass out.


I'm out on the streets with insane ideas that may make people scream running for all intensity.

I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING INSANE. GETTING ****** AROUND LIKE A PUPPET THAT HAS NO WAY OR PATH.

I lay awake with nothing but scatter minded thoughts. I feel like I don't know where to go with no sence of direction.

It's 2 am and I'm still not asleep my mind had full controll as I just get dragged along.

I feel like screaming but I will only makescape people think I'm a psychotic bipolar monster.


I have no way out trapedal in a glass prisom that is unbreakable suffocating with no sleep just going loopy.


I lost my fear with abusing energy drinks.


I'm not insaine I'm not insaine I'm not insaine.


Every thought every word I'm lost with now direction.


Only knowing I'm going to loseither control and crash and burn.

I'm lost scatter minded and I'm bipolar and I can't escape being feeling like a puppet  being played by the evil sensation

Of bipolar disorder scatter minded

My loving aunt has passed away in peaceful arms.  Her voice soft and warm. Her heart had all strong intentions even when bad things seemed to run loose. Her character was like a dragon  with bold ideas.

She was strong and  never let go but years went by and she grew more loving ing wise  he peacefully passed away in her sleep with no pain or fear.



My aunt was a sovont always trying to improve the lives she had intentions for positive change.




RIP MY AUNT BETSI

I sleep at night with fear my dreams will be come real. I have endless ideas but no leads to run.


I feel alone lost in a place of know to be dark and freaky.


My friend I have is a puppy who is sort and warm.


Walking this abounded  world survived chemical warfare  and nucluer fall out.


Scary sights long night's hidden and lost and forgotten.


Abandoned is the new road I am making to pay words to change the dead who were wiped out.



Alone but not my voice my little friend is alaways loveing to hear my pondering thoughts