Just A Thought

This may just be,
A pointless thought.
A helpless wonder,
Where all can lose
Their temper
Or control.

What is it that really binds us?
That makes us so similar...
Yet...different?

We toss and turn at an idea,
May it be either:
Love or Hate.

We question them,
Not ever bothering
To understand....
Truth.

We love what we hold dear,
What we can't have,
Is always what we desire most....
Am I wrong?

If so tell me,
Correct me if you will:
What is love?

Or are you too much of a coward?

The term of Hate is rather different...
I suppose...it really depends on the why.
Do you ever question why you hate someone?
Is it because you hold something meaningless against them?
Is it because you want to be accepted by a crowed and think as they do?

We all have hatred in us. It's an emotion. Just like Love.
However, is the saying true...The one that claims
Love can conquer all?

Like I had said.
Correct me if I'm wrong.
Or are you too much of a coward
To put in your thought,
Your opinion?

Control

I Shouldn't Let You Control Me,
The Way I Do...
It Seems No Matter How Far
No Matter Whom I'm With.
The Thought Of You Creeps Into My Mind.
Pushing Me And Pushing Me.
Creeping Up In The Shadows,
Though You Remain Nowhere Near.
You're Voice Rings In My Ears.
Begging To Go On.
Driving The Very Being Of My Soul Out.
Leaving Me broken And Heartless.
Leaving Me In Shame And Misery.

You Said It Would Get Better.
You Said The Pain Would Go Away,
But It's Still There.
Itching At My Very Core To Rush Out
And Destroy Everything I Care About.

Why? Why Me? Why This?
Why Was It You Chose The Cowards Way Out?
Leaving Behind Someone More Fragile Than She Was When You Met Her?

I Wonder Why

Turning Tables
Twisting Tides
Remembering All
Those Little Lies.

Screaming And Fighting
Waking And Crying
Pinning Needles
In My Eyes.

Wishing And Hoping
My Love Would Die
For You That Is,
I Wonder Why.

Do You See It?

Do You See It?
The Dark Shadow Hanging Over?
Do You See The Shapes It Forms?
The Movements It Makes?
Do You See It Slowly Fading?
The Dark Shadow Hanging Over?

The Dark Shadow
Is Nothing But An Image.
An Image Of Who I Am
And Who I Was.

breaking over

breaking over

turning tides

listening to all those 
useless lies.

tossing and turning 
in helpless dreams 
wishing and hoping 
in endless seams.

It Will All Remain The Same.

I Keep Wondering
I Keep Thinking
I Keep Hoping
I Keep Wishing

But It Doesn't Help
It Doesn't Change Anything
It Makes Me Less
Than Who I Am.

When It Comes To Me,
Only I Can Save Myself.
Only I Can Break Out Of
The Dark And See The Light.

But It Doesn't Change Anything.
I'll Never Learn.
I'll Stay The Same
And Remain.

No Matter How Many
Times I Argue
No Matter How Many
Times I Fight
No Matter How Many
Times I Cry.

It Will All Remain The Same.
Unless I Take A Stand
Destroy My Past
Defeat My Demons.

With One Step At A Time.

Poisoning of the Mind

i feel like my mind is poisoned

like someone else is in control of what i think

i feel like there isn't much to do

i'm helpless and don't know what to do

i feel like screaming at the top of my lungs

but no words leave my lips.

it's a poisoning of the mind,

self controlled,

self centered.