First there was me.

Then there was me,
And you.

And so I sit here,
My fingers furiously typing,
Trying to explain my feelings to you,

I want to be with you forever,

First there was me.

Then there was me,
And you.

And so I sit here,
My fingers furiously typing,
Trying to explain my feelings to you,

I want to be with you forever,

I lay here depressed and alone.
I am going to kill myself.
A single gunshot wound to the head,
With my eyes still open,
So i can stare at all of you,

As we run around free and clear,
All I want is to hold you near.

Alone you want to be in my arms,
Close to me ill prevent the harm.

With family you want to hold my hand,

I am stuck in this space.
This space is not where I want to be;
Nor is it where you want me to be;
Or where they want me to be;
But I am in this space.

My feelings are hidden.

The room is filled with darkness and pain;
On the wall I see your name.
I have no self esteem;
And don't know what you mean;

When you say ' I love you'.

Where a dream goes and dies;

I cannot figure out;
Why I can't move on.

I think about it constantly;
The "it" is undefined.

It is neither there or not there;
It neither exists or ceases to.

I am pain.

Non stop,
Everlasting,
Pain.

The walls are closing in;
And it is getting darker.

My stomach is a volcano;
Waiting to explode.

You are the source of my sadness,

There once was a boy whose name was unknown;
He was an aspiring king and was to be put on a thrown.

But a boy like him with no name at all;
Should not aspire for anything, unless it is small.

It is damp and dark today;
In my mind, it is always damp and dark.

I lift up my head from the hot, sweaty rock where I lay my head;
And I begin to think of life.

Life is the birds flying;

Tick-Tock,
Tick-Tock;
The clock is moving and I am sitting;

Still.

Open-Close,
Open-Close;
My eyes are blinking but my stare is blank;

Still.

Left-Right,
Left-Right;

I hate you for not being there when I need you the most.
But I will love you tomorrow because I tend to easily forget.
Until the next time I am depressed and you are not around.

I am but a tortured soul;
Drifting along the everyday decisions of my ever ending life.

Death must be easier than this.

I think about you continuously;
Yet you never seem to stay.

And so I sit here;
Cold, dark, and alone.
I can not turn back now;
She has already decided on what it is she wants.

But I just wish that today;
She would want to help me.