Monday, June 1, 2009

I Am Dead & Living

I am dead and living, the living dead they call me,
You have already killed me with your silence, actions and words,
There's nothing more in me that is left for you to take,
My soul has long been gone to give any chase,
So dunt you worry your gals are very safe,
What you see is just the shell, with tears on its lifeless face,
In the streets we may pass, dont be surprised
If this souless shell looks through while walking past,
Dont ever cry for me, I am sure you wont,
Nothing of you was ever meant for me, you never let it mean
Let me be, this living dead wants to walk alone.....

What else is in store

Didnt like what I heard today....I dunno what else there is in store....heart feels heavy.....need some time alone with my fag....when will I ever get a break from my miseries...im giving up on life....

Im not sure what D meant on Sat, 'No matter where u go I wunt let u go'...I brushed it off with my usual laughter......i dunt care....just leave me alone....just wana be away from everyone....got the add of the tattoo artist finally.....maybe this pain is better than the one im already experiencing