Being dead

by Raychel   Dec 12, 2004


I am stuck and need help desperately and lost inside my head

for the only time i feel alive is when thinking about the dead

my good friend Anna and brother Kevin are deep inside the earth and all i want is to be there with them....rotting ....wilting away into nothingness
gone forever but hopefully not forgotten by those i love

I am stuck between the dead and the living

I am alive...eyes open..breathing in
but nothing gives me joy

i have no muse to call upon for mental creation
empty, loss , completely gone

nothing to upsetting
but in fact it is to be all alone
when all you want are your friends
allies ...or just someone there to listen

but when i find that someone that truly cares..
it gets fu**ed up, carried away, broken and then once again alone throughout this world

at least among the dead would mean to be alive again
just in the grass and dirt

*-*please feel free to responed to anything i write...it gives me ideas on how to approached diff. pieces of writing*-*

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