~A Local Friend~ I sit in my room, my head fills with rage, of forthcoming doom, I feel I'm enslaved, to think of their laughter, that lingers and stays, the mourning there after, since I've been uncaged. The hatred I'm feeling as thick as a wall, like great Berlin's boundary, this wall would soon fall, it crumbles beneath me, I break down and cry, I realize my thoughts, and I ask myself why why I should think such unhealthy thoughts, my hand clutched the trigger, had I not been taught? As I look around me, I wander about, I stumble on the dead body, the one I've taken out, my mind is exploding, why had I done wrong? For revenge, or happiness, why hadn't we gotten along? And then I knew my calling, knew what I had to do, I swallowed all my pride, and my sorrow freshly new. I clutched the cold, gray trigger; the fear grabbed all my breath, from the blast and newfound love, of my untimely death. ------------------------------------------------------- ~Untitled~ I can't explain this feeling inside, my mind gives thought to questions, when will this all leave? Forcing myself through another day, trying to relieve all my stress, only problems seem to add up, picturing myself on this mountain's ledge, on more step until the crack and crumble of life seem to cease, it's all over now. I'm so afraid to be alone, to show anyone how I feel inside, I wonder who would miss me when I'm gone, if I was never loved? I'm swimming helplessly and holding my breath, hoping someone will notice, no one seems to throw me a line, I'm so alone. I paint the pictures in my mind, I play it over on rewind, I can't contain my feelings and I'm flailing for someone to notice, if I were as to scream no one I fear would hear, I'm so alone, so very cold. I just want someone to call my own, will anyone answer? If I were to plea would anyone care? I'm fading fast now, thoughts race my mind, I'm dying faster now, this will is stronger. I'm so afraid to be alone, to have everyone be gone, no love to call my own, yet so alone. When will my miracle come? A hand to reach out and pull me down, yet will it pull me up? I'm praying now, hoping some how that you will hear me, I'm so alone, how can I go on? I'm doing wrong, trying, can't go on, there's nothing left for me now.
