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death is peaceful..
for me it is at least...
to fade from this hateful world...
filled with lies..
fake words, smiles, gestures...
friends are fading away...
a gap now between best friends...
unshed tears that wish to run down...
dark dreams...with awful answers...
only death seems to be the cure for all of this...
but in my heart there is a foreign feeling...
can't name it for never felt it before...
but it is there that is all that keeps me breathing this awful air...
for he opened a piece of me...
that didn't think existed...but it does...
yet though he is there...
he is not at the same time...
if was here then maybe would turn back...
regretting all the words said...
just like everyone has done...
moved away...or pasted away....
leaving a broken heart...
crumbling...
death would be good...
a silent beauty....a peacful air about it...
death...
a five letter word...a simple word to say...
clearly my heart is sinned for feeling this way...
how can i feel like dying...yet living just for him...
my heart is twisted, fighting itself...for one feeling...
one born of the dark..one now of light..
my heart aching wanting two things...
one a sinful wish...wanting to die...
and the other feelings for him...wanting to meet him...
both grow everyday...
in tales the light always wins...
hopefully it does in my heart...
for the light grows more bright...causing the darkness to be seen...