Distant

"The blood comes gushing out.A smile graces my face as i watch.The sight is both pleasant yet distasteful.The slits down my arms,are exits for my pain.All the stress and anger,I hole up inside,comes ru..."

"A gameis what we play.Going round andround.Move after move.Watching,waiting,to pouncewhen the otheris weak.Gaining strength.Trying to win.Win what though?AAcceptancepopularity?It's RIDICOULUS.In the e..."

"When you said 'I love you' I felt like somebody. When you called me beautiful and touched my body, I felt wanted. When you told me you'd always be there, I believed you. Until one day when I reache..."

"Hate I try and relate, to the trends that pass by in a flash. Without warning I am left, in a cloud of dust, grasping for a foot hold. Searching for a place to make my impression, on the world. Wond..."

"I can't stand it. I want to scream. Silence just isn't my game. I want to tell you, what I think and feel. But when I try, You push me aside. "Not now,I'm busy." Comes your reply. Lets talk about polo..."

"Dark and Distant. Not wanting to be in the center! Afraid of what I will find. More afraid of what others will see. Wondering when it will end. When I will feel good again. Written December 7th, 2001..."