13/7/06

Create

Now I'm dead inside,

Creating worlds in my mind,

To hide away

From my life.

Lost to the things, I can't describe.

All the evils deep inside.

Every time I hurt myself,

All my memories on the shelf,

All these versions of myself,

Nothing I create is real.

Just one more thing to unseal.

The deepening poison inside of me.

The thing I don't want to be.

Rotting away until someone sees,

This is my last stitch escape,

My final release.

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A/N: This poem is about the fact that I have different worlds in my head with different people who have different lives and yes as you may have guessed I am insane.