if ones value was determined by their self worth;
i wouldn't be an insignificant crack on the cool moist pavement that you walk on your daily commute.
i would be a crevice of the guitar strings you use to orchestrate beautiful melodies.
i would be a single leaf on the tallest tree in your jungle
I would be a piece of thread bound into the sheets on which you dream.
if ones value was determined by their self worth i would be nothing.
not even a ripple in the tsunami of your existence
how am i to expect to amount to anything if i can't even come to terms with the skin that surrounds me.
all I've ever done is try to escapt this skin.
this insignificant reality I've been faced with.
every part of me is laced into you...
thats what it comes down to.
if it weren't for the pavement, there would be no where for the crack to lay.
if it weren't for the guitar, what would be there to stretch the wire string wide against its body.
if it weren't for the trees, there would be nothing to give the leaves life; just a lifeless piece of matter on the earth floor.
if there was no bed, what purpose do these sheets hold.
its a metaphor
its the same as you and i.
I have found myself wound into ever facet of your existence.
without you who am i?

the darkness begains to spread like sickness i have never wanted to see. people turning in to savage animals when the riots begain fire breaks out so dose blood shed. the one peace full small sleepy town has became the place where you cant hide anywhere. the ones who are traped is me ad my life. this madness grows bigger and bigger. swat teams start to come from every direction hellicopters heavey armered vhicles even tanks. what was once a place for peace has broken out in to blood shed with no escape. all you hear is guns  and screaming all around. me and tho oness who have hidden deep in the shadows of the buildings just watch as the anger spreads. who even knowes if any of your parents have even survived. what was once started cant be stop'd by force alone. no matter what shows is only blood pools lining the street. only 2 nights there were no blood shed but just watching threw your hide aways you just see the people who was taken to violence ending something so corrupt that it will only take the ons who follow in the shadows to take down the danger of threat. what was once a simple sleepy place now is complete ruins. theres no place safe to step out in to the light exept for us to follow the plan to fight with no violence but psychological taking down each part slowly. even if it means if e grow anger? but thats how the sickness spreads slowly turning people in to vishious animals. what me and my friends who hid in shadows the image is to grusim ****** dead bodies lay all around .

this sickness spreads when you turn anger in anger corrupts and the darkness begains to take its place in its down fall. th only darkness in me is when i dont know what to do expet turn evil in for revenge


the darkness turned in to and epidemic taing my nerves. i may be a show creature but  i know when darkness corrupys and spreads like a wild fire
such as riots bring out violence!


what was once a small place has been destroyed by a corrupt rummer.


DARKNESS IS THE IGNITION ANGER IS THE BACE AND U JUST HAVE TO LIGHT IT TO SPREAD IN TO CORRUPY BLOOD SHED WHERE NO ONE SURVIVES!!!!!

only the ones who escapt and working to take down the spread to make peace again