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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My mind is a war wasteland equipped with exploding landmines decisions limited; sharpened claws are sinking into me scarring my flesh upon impact into my lungs breathe...I can't...breathe I admit I'm not sure, I admit I'm confused I admit I can on;y keep my eyes to the ground my confession of the day I claim I'm tough but an arrow to the knee takes care of that stuff I claim I'm tough, a prince charming, a diamond in the rough but I'm only a loser resting comfortably behind a mask What am I really worth to this place I'm only a carbon based life for taking up space The lens I stare through is swept with past tears I've meant to get them fixed but I appreciate the way they bleed my lips have never parted ways to explain my reasons for dying today but there's a dark story still burning in my skin I was killed so long ago not by a knife, not by suicide, not by anything physically deadly no, no my demise befell me mentally through a woman so treacherous a ghost I became, dazed and conflicted dragging through a slow haze until someone planted me like a seed and I resurrected only shortly Someone was waiting for me with a sharpened axe to the center of my back to steal and silence my breath forever So sound the bugle now, I'm screaming breathlessly I don't care but it's just a simple lie resting inside thought bubbles My significant fault is I care too much you can tell by how low I sink my face into my arms My eyes are shining with sudden disgrace I am a product of a warrior built upon the sands of violence as these tears staining my eyes like rain stains the windows replaces the blood of glory and bears my grieving weakness growing colder like ice as I turn to petrified stone Has the whole world exploded i my face, maybe it has absently minded, I have drifted through this day only conscious enough to see the piercing, soft, aqua eyes looking into mine I can never hide my pain from her she knows my discomfort all too well Where is a brick wall when I need one I've found it once with the scars to prove it but I want more, I want to break my hand in swift succession if only to know I'm truly alive not just detrimental...just detrimental...just detrimental I'm in love with too many things yet I can't hold on to them all I am a failure with promises unable to keep a loser with high hopes living in an out-dated fantasy A nail, probably belonging to my coffin has pierced right through the skin don't leave me to die here but I don't want any help here I just need something to make sense; guidance, I don't need words distraction, I can't run though I want to I just need to know...need to know I'm awake, to know I'm myself need to know if my decisions are right Juliet, can you see me? Juliet, please don't vanish I'm pleading Belle, would you take my hand one more time? Belle... I don't know what to do, sorrow is drowning me slowly the beauty is being drained from my eyes this has all gone so wrong Please I'm pleading...don't let it leave me...I need to see it Please I'm pleading...don't leave me...I don't want to be alone... Belle, if you only knew I was killed so long ago... Juliet, if you only knew I wanted you to revive me... Juliet knows me by so many names, so many styles, so many fantasies Belle only knows me by one name, melodramatic, concealed in my maze if only they knew...if only you knew... that behind my false confidence, behind my deceiving eyes... I'm a loser, frail and distraught I'm just a loser behind a broken mask
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