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Dark Side

Dark side

How can I see?
When I am blind
I will not remove my blindfold 
It is dark in my mind
Scary deep, like a hole
A corner nobody knows
Blinded by death
Sights that block my sanity
Insane like the color black
Store my freedom in a box
Dungeons down and dim
Fights I will not win
Demons lost inside
Angels lurk more the out side
Damage the power within
Damage the world without
God does he exist?
Devil are you in doubt?
Enter my innocence 
Exit my violence 
Darken by the hate
Feelings no one can relate
Understand nothing
Silent in the naked eye
Take it all away
Give it all away
My pride I have none
Glory does not exist
All alone, lost my way
Final but not yet

     I am found, now I see!
 You are here with me in the 
            Dark Side.

by;PD & Son
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Watching My Life Fall Apart

Alone, lost, confussed, broken, lost hope.
That is everything i feel.
i cant help it, its like watching a movie, but watching myself fall apart
it is like torcher, 
i am always alone, but that is my choice,
i am broken, ive been broken a couple of times,
i honestly dont believe in love anymore,
i have lost hope in love, it never last,
not true love, because their is no such thing.
im confussed,
where is my life going?
am i going to be emo forever?
will i ever get through this?
will i ever find someone that i really love?
so many questions,
and no answers for them. I think i should just leave the world,
becasue it is no fun watching my life, fall apart.
itslike im breaking my heart more and more everyday,
all the dreams, everything i want to come true, 
but deep down i know, it's never gonna happen,
just the thought of it,
breaks me into even more depression and sorrow..

A Glimpse Inside the Human Heart

They say it's a phase, that I'll be alright. They don't realize I can't stand another fight. I will 
not cry. I'd rather die than show my weakness to the world. Few crawl close to my heart. 
Hopeless, a lost cause, I'm lost on my way. The road of life gives me trouble each and every 
day. How much more can I take? Who knows? We'll just have to see and watch how it goes. 
Alone, with no trust, and hurt pretty bad. They all wonder why i'm always so mad. As a child, 
all I ever wanted to do was please Daddy Dear. But in our power-play, he beat me into fear. 
I tried to find love in the darkest of hearts, only to get myself shredded apart. Beaten, 
ravaged, and raped by that one, there isn't a cure left under the sun but the love and healing 
in the arms of another. Thrown out by my grandpa, left on my own, I'm afraid to walk this 
world alone. Where will I sleep? Where will I eat? When will I befall my final defeat? And 
sitting here, writing this letter, I know that this life will not get any better. The golden years 
were spent getting beat. growing up, I've sustained the heat. Now as I crash, and crumble to 
dust, my heart, once golden, is left to rust. Misunderstood and unloved with no where to 
turn, I prepare my ashes to lie in the urn. Unless you've been here, you don't know what it 
can be, and if you're lucky, you'll never have to see."


No Plan

In the darkest depths of the ocean, 
That is where you will find me.
Lost among the others, 
No plan of being free.

As I look up into the sky, 
With all those stars looking back at me, 
I'm lost among the others, 
No plan of being free.

Now I sit alone and wonder, 
Whatever shall come of me, 
I will be lost among the others, 
No plan of being free.

No hope can help me, 
With no plan of being free.

I'M Lost

How can i be lost surrounded by a sea of people?
I don't understand.
How can i have friends and still feel like an outcast?
I'm the black sheep.
Always on the outside looking in.
I'm lost beyond finding, yet I'm standing in a crowd of familiar faces.
Everyone looking at me but never seeing me.
Seeing me wander in circles, but doing nothing besides look at me.
I'm lost.
When will I be found?

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