Emotional past
bring angry present
and deadly futures.
I have no feeling
which gives me no life.
I don’t remember happy times
I just long for the sad times…
Not hurting
or bleeding
or needing this silence.
wanting to know this passion others have
almost feeling it,
but then slipping away.
Back into the darkness
of hate and disorder.

I want a new beginning
more of life to be lived.
I want a brighter future
with smiles and happiness.
but they only give me lies,
fake love
but hidden anger.