Emotional-Poets-Page

A drone of society, sucked away from his life. Needing money to live, but living a lie. Fighting for a way, of fulfilling his dreams. Day by day, it passes by, chance after chance, hello and goodbye. Losing touch with his friends To pursue dreams, met with dead ends. Everyday gone without laughter, will he ever have, A Happily Ever After.

My mind, set on destruction, My heart in disruption My body won't function A rage eruption, A death psychosis I have no focus, Feelings like locusts, Swarm, Diagnosis? My devil leads, The dance again.

The throne of Hades. Cerberus at his side, Ruler of the underworld, No one escapes his grasp, With his helm of darkness, His Godly weapon, He's trying to tear me, From this life, to his lair, Forcing me, to kneel at, The throne of Hades.

The hardest thing is, to say goodbye, Trying not to let them see that you're sad, but you're really holding back, your tears, you pretend to be happy, but you know you just want to cry because you don't want them to leave and you're sad to see them go, you just feel so alone when you have to say, that goodbye through your false... smile.

Cold, Scared, Alone. I hate myself sometimes. We fight we argue, and it's always my fault. I'm sorry, I scare I'm sorry, I hurt you inside. I'm sorry... I wish I Could be better, I wish I could be worth your love. but I'm not, You deserve so much better. Maybe you would have been better off if I didn't chase you that time you ran, Maybe... you'd be better off without me. But I couldn't let you go... I love you

I gave her my heart. in return, she gave me her's. She placed it right in, my chest, said she'd cherish it, forever. Not that long, later, maybe a couple of months, She smashed mine, into one thousand pieces, Then the heart, she, gave to me, she removed it, she placed it in my chest and ripped it, right out... the other side, replacing, it with the shattered remnants, of my heart, leaving me, with nothing, leaving me, to die... alone.

You want respect, yet you give me none, You want me to be, responsible, yet you treat me like a kid. I get, blamed for everything, accused of things, that I didn't do. I get treated like crap, and taken for granted. When you lose me, You'll realise, the mistake, you made, you'll wish, you had given me... Respect,

Neglected. Alone. Left out. All my life, I have been, Rejected, alone, Isolated. Made to feel useless, And pathetic, so weak... I wanted to die, to end that suffering, that.. Torture, I wanted it to end, so I could finally have some peace. So I would no longer feel Neglection. That I would no longer be Alone. But I'll always feel... Left out.

The pain they cause, No, not to me, but to her, it hurts me to see, How she screams, and cries, How she feels when, she thinks upon those Memories, Those repressed, evil, Memories, pain, suffering, these come naturally to her, It hurts me to see her suffer, I think I would rather, die, but I cannot leave her, because she needs me, just as much as I need her.