Love is weak
Love is pathetic.
I cannot love
I shall never do so
My love is a wicked
And twisted
None understand it
They think they know
But they only guess
They think they are smart
For figuring out the lies
But they do not know the truth
Of what lies beneigth
My love is demented
Twisted or sadtistic you may say
When I love some one
It becomes my obession
I push the world away
When I am with them
And when I am not
I withered and cry out in pain
I do not love any more
I cannot
For love is nothing to me
It shows nothing
It proves nothing
How could any one love
Such a pathetic creature
Such as myself
I have no higher purpose
Not even a small one
No.. I am nothing in
Their eyes
I am nothing to them all
To be loved would be painful
To feel would hurt
I would rather die then to love
Or to be happy
I rather die..
Think about it..
I have seen their
Deaths before
I watched it all
Play in my mind
I watched as they
Were killed in some
Of the simplest ways..
Or most horriable..
Some squirm and wiggle
When they seen a skeloten
Weither or not it is real
Or just a cartoon
It makes me laugh
It makes me smile
Watching them wither
In disguest
Sometimes I wish
They would die right now
Just down.. into
The dirt..
But my wishes are
Never granted
Never once have they
Come true..
Forever I shall remain
Nothing.. but a shadow
A small sillhouette
In your mind
I shall remain
in secrect
Of the lies to tell
I shall stay in
My gray realm
For it is mine
To control..
 Neduls · Sun Nov 28, 2004 @ 08:08am · 0 Comments |
