I do not know the me i see. Buzzled by image my heart seeks revenge. For as I stand in front of this being, i see a person. Staring...glaring into my soul. No longer can i understand this grieve, i waste away into my dreams. My voice deeply sollen in silence, has no pitch in note. I walk in bewilderment as if i wher a Day dreams faze. Beating myself to an never ending death. I forever weep in the depths of my sorrow's....
