Outkast
Life is overwhelming,
I cannot find a path.
My fear has consumed me,
The pain almost at hand.
I do not feel emotion,
I do not really care.
I made myself an outkast,
The weight I truly bear.
I really need an outlet,
For my pain and fear.
I don't know where to find it,
But my demise is near.
I know it in my heart,
And feel it in my bones.
I need a friend to cry on.
I feel so alone.
My demise is my own doing,
Of this I am quite sure.
My solitude has caused it,
The double edge of its lure.
I wish I could go back in time,
To a better past.
I fear that it's eternal,
That it is iron cast.
No-break
