• Every little thing,
    Every detail
    Every smile
    Every tear
    They’re shown in this
    Weakness...
    Secrets locked up in my
    Heart,
    my mind
    Released by monsters.
    Confusion sets and,
    Consumes my very being,
    My light, tainted by
    Darkness...
    Staining my hands is the...
    the blood of imagination
    driping into the pools of my
    subconscious.
    The love of many overwhelm me,
    most of them unwanted
    others taken a-back by;
    many to late.
    Options constantly thrown at me
    many not even possible.
    Yet they haunt my thoughts
    my soul
    my being
    my life!
    I’m not me anymore!
    there seems to be no one to turn to
    no where to run.
    Even, even though many offer their shoulder
    I can’t take it...
    I can’t accept it...
    I’m not me anymore...
    I’m someone...no...something that wants what
    what they can’t have, something that urns...
    for things of, fantasy, of make believe...
    This thing that has consumed me, hates those I love,
    and those who love me in return,
    it causes me to slowly, drive them away...
    i need help...
    but it wont let me get it...
    i need help...
    but it’s holding me back...
    i need help...

    i need help...

    i need...

    i need...

    i need...

    i...
    i...
    i...
    no
    we...need nothing...
    nothing, but the darkness that consumes us...