he is everywhere
at the same time
he is no where
to be found
thinks hes worthless
just a loser
cant do nothing
he is wrong
love him so much
makes me cry
i just want to
be with him
stuck here in this
dead darkness
here forever
silent, cold
wait for my time
he will come
make it all gone
i just know
mind over matter
everthing
ill make this work
no matter what
i am spinning
and im scared
for i know not
what is next
just have to wait
then ill see
what lies ahead
the future
hearing voices
they not real
guess i am though
at times i wonder.....
heres a stupid peom i wrote
i hate margerine..... it tastes foul and need to die. whoever invented it should be shot.......
i am filled with guilt and shame, yet i can not find a reason to be.....
"i love you so much,
it makes me cry,
suddenly i no longer,
want to die,
i wish i could spend,
the rest of my life,
warm and safe,
in your arms"
this is part of a poem i just recently wrote for jon erik. he makes me so happy and fills me with love.
BLOOD IS THE BASIS OF GRIEF, LOVE, PAIN, SUFFERING, SORROW, HAPPIENESS, JOY AND WAR. BLOOD IS ALL THERE IS. ITS ALL THERE EVER WILL BE......