Unjustified

Its such a wonderful feeling, being lonely and ignored....



Not.

Fruitless

Sometimes Life loses its luster.
But you cant stop. You have to keep going.
You MUST keep going.
It's crucial.
Why?
No Idea.
It's just one of those things.
I EXIST, and that pure and true and undesputible fact
keeps me going.
Through it all.
The lies,
broken promises,
fake perceptions,

misunderstandings,

broken hearts,

sore minds,

and other casualties.

If I feel I cant go on,

If I am full of doubt,

and worry,

If I sit in the darkness,

the triumphant darkness,

nearing the very heart of darkness,

I remember,

before the madness of the darkness overtakes me,

THAT I AM REAL.

I will always have myself,

though the very face of God be turned from me,

I will still be who I am.

I may not

LIKE

who I am,

but I still have my Identity.

That is the worst thing

you can do to a person,

remove their Identity,

remove their sense of existance.

That is when you cast them into

the fuzz of non-being

where only God himself

can save them.

Through all the sensless noise,

And false light,

and false truth,

(but truth is light)

I seek to find the quiet,

peace,

and true light.

The World Is Full Of Opinions.

But All I Want Is The TRUTH.

To escape the madness.

The Darkness.

The horror.

Rage

My rage is a slow, quiet, calculated thing. I don't get angry often, but when I do, chances are you wont know it till your on the ground with a black eye praying you have life insurance...... But my anger usually dies out before I start a fistfight, and chances are you where oblivious the whole time to the fact that the only thing in the world I wanted to do when I saw you or talked to you on the phone was punch your lights out.... I especially dislike people who are flaky... You know who you are. Bah.

Something Blue

There are those people who bring light and happiness into your life whenever you see them, and there are those people whom the mere thought of seems to suck all of your joy out and leave you feeling lonely and sad. Sometimes I regret my foolhardy and idiotic decisions. And so the loneliness descends like a great black fog, blocking all light and casting despair into my soul. I fear for the wellness of my heart, and cry out to anyone who can hear, but they have shut themselves against me, leaving me a shadow searching for hope yet finding little. Searching for love that will fill my empty corpse, yet hardly knowing where to look. Sometimes a ray of light, small and weak, manages to break through the fog, but it is soon swallowed again, leaving my mind, heart and soul as numb and cold as they where before.