Words Of A Mystic Nation

This is

I feel alone with no one to cry to
I have got scars but have no one to tell stories to
You see me smile but im broken inside
I Feel the urgent desire to curve up into a little ball and-
Prevent my demons from seeing the light once more
They are better of in the dark
Where they cant harm no more
I write with pain,Sadness and tears
Not just in my heart but in my body too
Where my bloodstream has been replaced by a sad stream

I speak with a joyous tone but with complete agony in my soul
Mass destructions
As i close my eyes for the last time
Never to be seen by the earth again
There is  nothing but a hollow space left where my heart used to be
As i curve into a little ball and slowly disappear