Mar 28, 2010 16:16
Poetry Information that I wrote back then. (This is about how much I have changed in just a few days. It is about other people AND me, really).
Created by Ashley on Sunday, February 08, 2009
As joyful as a fly caught in a spider's web
Dark as an attic, without a light bulb
Where is your clue, where is your brain
Too scared to try, but things will stay the same
Because you are used to the pain and chaos
And I don't really care anymore
Maybe I am heartless, maybe I am cold
Have to be, though, when dealing with you
Can you fight for yourself now
Make your world a little bit brighter
I will not always be here, one day I will die
Then how will you survive
Will not take what I am trying to give
Will not mend what has been broken
Take this, it will help you so
Don't lie down in that hole
The one you dug for yourself
Well I guess I am too late, the one to blame
Put this on me, you were the one who never tried
Make this my fault, because you were blind
I can't care now, it doesn't matter what you do
I am numb now, don't you want this too
Isn't it so much better not to feel
To lose your humanity
Do you love me now
Am I really so nice
Is this just another lie
How could I let the real me die
poem,
pain,
sorrow,
change,
problems,
different,
nice,
major,
uncaring,
love,
feelings,
hate,
mean,
numb,
emotions,
poetry,
heartless