The Monster InsideI am always Cold,I am always Sad,I am always Afraid,I am always Depressed,I am always Hurt,I am always Breaking,I am always Me,But I will always be a monster.
The World As I See ItMy eyes are always drooping.Not because of sleepiness,But because of the sadness in my heart.They are always half open, half closed.I see half the world around me.I can see half of life.I don't feel joy as I used to.Not as eyes closed,But as eyes opened to new things.Those eyes slowly closed of emotions.Love,Happiness,Sadness,Depression,I never aloud myself to feel these things.I never felt anything.I was a rock.Motionless,Stiff,And cold.I was cold everyday.Like a winter breeze never ending.I was emotionless,And never aloud myself to be free,Or to be the child I wanted to be.
What is Happiness?"I will never experience 'true' happiness"Is what myself tells me.Most times I believe it,Other times I agree.My self esteem is very low,And my happiness isn't high,But I act happy so others can be.On the inside,I am nothing but a monster.A monster looking for happiness,And a reason for living.
Painful LoveIt hurts...All over, my body aches.It aches of sadness.It aches of depression.It aches of betrayal.It aches of love.I am afraid to love.I am afraid to be loved.Or am I afraid of rejection?In all my life,I have always been rejected.By old friends,By family,And those I held dear to my heart.
Permanent EmotionThe pain inside me can never be healed.Where happiness once lied,There is now depression.I blame no one but me,For these are my own mistakes.I cannot fix them,And neither can you.For this emotion is apart of me,Forever.
Thinking...Sometimes I have various thoughts,Thoughts of doubts and futures,Thoughts of depression and pasts,Thoughts of hurt and Thoughts of *******.
The Tears of My HeartThe tears drop down like rain,Taking Love, Trust, and Happiness with it.One by one, they are stolen from me,Until there is nothing left.
Perfection, Part IPt IPerfectionThe word so nearly incompleteWhat a remarkable featTo see the one you loveIce cold with white feetPerfectionA mirror to reflect the tearsOf a love you once found so dearRemember the timeWhen the flower met the dustBut the time fadedEver-so-slowly with the starsMystery lies clear beneath the bonesTo shed of the love you replaced with fearBut when all grace came, you made yourself fameAnd a million light years awayYou met her, walking to your graveA curious beingA curious feelingHad she not been the presenceYou were wishing for?Taken from the fairyA tale whispered so murderously"I'll be back," her voice was so softSo sure, "Just before the darkness hits"So assured was her motherAs the darkness was not for another hourAnd her daughter was strongA wolf-like fighterWhy should she worryAbout an unknown stranger?Walking through the treesA smile graces her featuresGlad to be freeFrom the cavern she calls homeBut the silence of the windWas brok