Lost

angry words on this lined paper
screaming out but noone hears
invisible, I feel, to you,
wipe away those imagined tears,

Empty, burdened soul, fades,
and noone notices I'm gone,
leaving behind marked up paper,
and one lousy song,

am I all alone here?
this place is dark and cold,
my mask is dissappearing,
this face of mine is stone,

knowing you wont hear me,
knowing you cant see,
this blade is going to fight,
without motivation it has won me,

reaching to the deepest part of me,
no fight left inside,
no reason to exist...to live,
only one last piece of me...left to die...

this crystal ball is haunting,
reading a future that isnt mine,
sparkling, it pulls me in, magic,
breathe again, your last time,

I HAVE TRIED TO TELL YOU,
I am fading away, my voice is gone,
the monsters are going to take me,
and you dont think anything is wrong!!!

angry words I write on this paper,
begging to be set free,
before they lay me to rest,
suffocating... in everything I couldnt be...