June 6, 2010
No one knows what it feels like
I do.

The black emptiness
That gnaws at your soul.

The fire of depression
Burning your mind to ashes.

The soulless tundra
That blocks out your focus.

The image of a man
With empty black eyes of fear
Tempting, Bloodlust, Unique.

The grossing sickness deep in your imagination
Poisoning your happy moments and loving feelings.

Yet I wonder
Why do I feel this way?

The dagger of pain
Inches away from the throat of my heart.
Even though I still wonder

Why am I the only one?
No one knows what it feels like

I do

To feel


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