Poetry (if i know you in real life, dont read)

Cruel World

The world is beautiful when you stop and listen

But what if you can't

What if all your other problems are blocking out the little beauties of the world

You can't run from them

They overcome you

You can ignore them but deep down there still there

You know they are not paying any attention

But that's what makes it worse

Making your problems seem small

That makes them greater and then one day you will explode

All the rage and pain will be flooded out

In a violent form

Rage.....

Violence.....

Self harm....

There are many forms

But you will need to choose one

Which ever it may be

Just know it will happen

Prepare yourself

For the terrors in this world before it's too late

But don't strive to grow up

The real world is cruel

The older world is full of hatred and violence

Between country

Between state

Between race

It is terrifying...... that we still hate each other after so long

This hatred amazes me

Not for the correct reason but the evil reason

The evil vibe interests me

It fills my eyes with wonder

How cruel the world is

How evil it has become

Has created a different reality

Where I call myself king

Ruler of my reality

Ruler of my destiny

No interference

But the one force that slaps you off your feet.......

Love...

It can change your reality

So fast it's scarier then the world

Scarier then murder

When you find it it's wonderful

If you try to forcefully catch it

You will be doomed

Tears of pain and agony

Tears of sadness are most common

For me is different

I do not cry

I realease my feelings in acts of anger

Not cause I'm angy

But because this feeling hurts

Its hurts for a person like me

Who has no feelings

Who's never felt this

Sure there were others before but those we're childish

This feeling overwealms and concures

Makes me feel like shit

Slams me against the ground

The strongest opponent I've ever fought

Yes I'm fighting

Fighting to keep it

But its slipping away

There are moments I give up but then I am constantly reminded

Constantly.......

Feelings not mutual

Probably never to know

Probably never to find out

Doomed to be alone

But I have my voices

I have my friends

And that's all I need......

Thats all I can get actually

Never to be loved Is the religion I live by

I strive by it

In my kingdom of lonleyness and solitude

I sit upon the thrown

This lonely thrown

Searching for my second half

This may not be the one

But I still would like this to happen

Even though I might never reveal my true feelings....

Am I scared

Am I nervous

Do I not have these feelings

Is my illness sidetracking me

I would not now

My illness has concured my life

My once sane life is filled by shadows and voices

Am I sane.....

No...

I never have been

This may just be my insanity speaken

But if it's not make it stop

Stop the pain

Stop it now

I'm tired of it

Ill leave this as is now

line:82 explanation (As stated in Greek mythology we all have a second part that was separated from us and our purpose is to search for that person for our entire lives, in this life and the next. For once we find them is when we will truley be happy)