Thursday, November 08, 2001

I dont think anyone likes me
At all
Or ever even
Just me alone
as always
again

Tuesday, November 06, 2001

Ice cold touch on warm summer days
Left this fragile heart as shattered glass
Seen a path of the only way
Faded as the time left to pass

Gather the pieces beginning to melt
Save that which was meant to be
The pain and warmth which I felt
Now is reason for me to flee

Remember pain and misery
War fought to the death inside my soul
Forged from stone, forced to crawl
Emotions melt and fade and tear
The mind can no longer take the wear
Slip into my ocean of tears
and sink to the bottom no more fears