Every time I wake I die a little more inside
Theres no sence of happiness no inner sence of pride
No one there to hold your hand when the lights are getting dim
No one to cherish those special moments that always made you grin

The little bit that dies is just a little flame
Part of one big person with an agenda and a name
Lost into the darkness I may aswell just go
Im fading there already where the lights will never glow

I think about the darkness and how it bring me peace
And how much of my life there is and how much left to lease.
I think about that tiny box and how I’ll look inside
They all sit there wondering why I wanted to die

I guess im on the ship that’s already left the docks
And now I sit hit sinking as im crashed apon the rocks.
The stormy seas are chundering in the deepend swell
And to you my dear loves I bid thee farewell.



( MY POEM i wrote this due to how im really feeling not that anyone really reads this anyway