Your thoughts are full of honesty,
but words are all I hear.
Lying, cheating, worthless bits
of never-ending fear.
I raise my voice to silence yours
then grieve at your demise.
Looking down, I turn around
to hide my tear-filled eyes.
I've always sworn to never fall,
yet in this pit I stand.
Complicated thoughts,
razor-blade in hand.
I want to whisper in your ear
help me, please just help.
Instead I wander aimlessly
through fields of all I've felt.
Drifting on, you make your mark
by branding me with hate.
Freedom's what I want,
my life I musn't take.






X-haydenx-xnochio-X
June 5, 2008
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