the poet

you want to know  how can anyone  large shadow  a, b, c  time of day  spring  look out my window  I see you staring  cruel place  somewhere  endings  not me  sun shines  stare at the mirror  hurt, pain  To A Soulmate  tiger's eyes  rain splatters  treat me like shit?  fire inside!  No One  journeys  love and lust  My Friend  falling  bitch, whore  no comfort  yes, yes  the music begins  somewhere i know  no longer  understanding  smurf  in...out...  Label.  addiction  lie in the darkness  frustrations  Fire  cold, alone  SheWhoKnows  you fell in love  human  wolf sees all  what to think  i feel lost  angel  twelve 

i am a bitch, a whore
i see nothing before me in the mirror
so easy to fall in love with
so hard to love
no good
i know now that i am a mistake
put on earth for some unknown reason
to live a tortured life.
the torturer, the tortured
how many?
how many have felt the love, the passion
for me
how many have i stomped into the ground
heartless, a black hole
how many have i loved?
do i even know the meaning?
i feel deeply, but in the end i feel nothing.
no one dares to get me close,
well, they do, but they shouldn't
no one can give me what i need
and i can give no one what they need
a vicious cycle.
every man i have ever loved
i have been unable to please
why bother trying anymore?
just stay by myself for the rest of my life.
sounds easy.
but it is the one thing i truly fear.
being alone.