This is the last thing I will ever write about you,

you are no longer friend, enemy, nothing.

Your empty words litter the floor of my mind, taunting my every breath.

I suppose you really don't care. Thats fine,

I am just tired of waiting for an answer that wont come.

Just tell me you're nothing more,

Just tell me I don't matter.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VZfJBcco90

if only you knew,

How i felt

How i feel

How i need you to heal.

You have lost me.

Never am I going to see you, and never am I going to hold you.

You don't care, my existence is nothing more than a raindrop, slamming down on the cold hard ground.

So do not entreat me with your shallow words, do not taunt my yearning heart.

For it is dry

You have taken all my blood.

I once got an assignment in English about a creative writing piece. It told me to write about what I knew.

I turned in my math homework.

I thought this was a valid story, it portrayed what I knew. I know Bethesda. I know how to color in the lines. I know how to sit back and let other people control my life. Isn't that what every monkey, I mean student, is trained to do. My life up to this point has entertained 1,850 days of school. 11,100 hours. 666,000 minuets. 39,960,000 seconds. Every moment I have spent in the poorly lit halls of school have been excruciating, and all I have to look forward to is 2 more useless years of information being impressed upon me. A majority of said information will be forgotten, lost in the vast temples of my apathetic mind; yet I am receiving one of the best public educations in the Nation. I have come to the conclusion that the nation is being cheated.

If Only

If only at night, when my mind starts drifting,

I could think, if only if only,

If only we could let our shame leave for an hour or so

and dance in light of our love.

Scattering crystals of moonlight and teardrops onto the eyes of the night.

But if only wont come, and if only won't soothe me, and if only just torments my soul.

So if only you could, care like you should,

then maybe I wouldn't be writing.