That which does not kill me, postpones the inevitable.

It takes 43 muscles to frown and 17 to smile, but it doesn't take any just to sit there with a dumb look on your face.

"You think my outside is so perfect, a little angel of innocence, but when you look inside, You see the devil I really am. The suicidal maniac who only one person can keep in check"

-Anonymous

Holding on to nothing,
wishing for something,
trying to forget,
wanting to remember,
falling into darkness,
longing for the light,
praying for a helping hand,
and yet, I'm all alone...

I don't want your pity.

I have enough for myself.

You asked me on a date,
I smiled,
You told me you loved me,
I smiled,
You always tried to be near me,
I smiled,
You kissed me,
I smiled,
You said you'd had enough,
I told you my smiles lie.

So I'll live each day like none have passed.
And pray to God this pain won't last.

Happiness is a state of opinion.

Why can't I agree with it?

And so I drift away into a swirl of dreams and memories, knowing that your presence is so close.
I rest in knowing I can feel you, even through the phone, I know you are there.
Some might call me obsessed with you.
But I know you share my obsession.

I can't help but fear that I am just another pawn in your game of life.