Roadmap

Please, how many times have I heard that line in my demon days? "I'm so rotten, they don't even have a word for it. I'm bad. Baddy bad bad bad. Does it make you horny?

Or terrified. Whatever.

It went over,
time and time again,
how it works,
how I would make it work.

What she said,
and her,
and her.

all the people,
talking,
saying,
singing.

I will miss the people that came and went,
and I will love the people who remember.

I see those,
who do not see me.
who have gone,
and would not turn back,
and I am hollow.
I had convinced myself that
you had meant the most to me,
not because you taught me the most,
but because you were willing to share my mirth and sorrow.

but where are you now?

And That's Enough.

so you are in an abyss,
lost and alone,
nothing to fight for,
nothing to lose,
no hope,
no friends,
no happy ending,
nothing to look forward to,
no simple memories,
no weapons to fend for your self,
no family,
no sense of right and wrong,

nothing left,
everything gone,
everything stolen,

take all that away,
and what's left?



me.

You'll Be There For Me?

Will I stay this way forever?
Sleepwalk through my life's endeavor?

sing me a song,
read me a prayer.

I know we all have to let go someday.

I look at all the things around me,
and ask the simple why.

why,
why am I whiny?
why am I alone?
why am I trying?

when everyone says that it's okay,
and that "you have us"
comforting words,
but also,
hollow.

so who do I have.
do I even exist?

I look at what people have,
simple,
happy lives.
with friends that will will be there till the day they die.
simple isn't it?
how happy they are?

I don't remember when I was happy.
I was,
I just don't know when.

I don't even know whether I can be
a happy person.

so the best friend in the story
is left,
forgotten.

the unpopular geek leaves school,
knowing another phase of her life has pass,
but turns behind and sees everyone walking away.

so she's alone.
walking on.
no where to go,
no place to run,
nothing to do,
no sights to see,
no songs to sing.

living her life

so give me a reason
to get out of bed in the morning.
so give me an excuse
to get me to smile
so give me a path
to get me walking
so give me hands,
to get me to tear this mask off.
so give me a mirror
to let me know I'm still here.





so give me something to sing about.