[Aeternus]

my life, so it seems
is nothing more than broken dreams
within my head, lie the echoes of silent screams

if i died today, would you even care
and i scream out, but nobody's there

and im left to myself,
like an unread book upon a shelf
have you ever wanted to be somebody else


i awoke again, and to my dismay
i live to suffer through, another endless day
and i wonder to myself, if i'll ever be ok


with each of my scars, lies a memory
i lock my pain, chained up inside of me
with all the hurt that no one ever sees

and im left to myself,
like an unread book upon a shelf
have you ever wanted to be somebody else

[pleasehelp]

that was really wnderful. i absolutly love your poems there all so deep and bone chilling. ( in a good way ).