My mistakes are mended into a weightless burden <br />My pride is like a cold heart of stone <br />The rain in my head are tears in my eyes <br />The thoughts in my mind are the words in my mouth <br /> <br />My blood is poison to my veins <br />Your every catastrophic silent scourage saturates the ice on my heart <br />My every intention is nalied in my FACE <br />My every imperfection should be like NAILS in my hands <br /> <br />Love should be like RATS eating my heart <br />Every kiss I've been given is as passionate as a butterfly with no wings <br />Inside I'm so COLD <br />Outside I'm nothing but a little child with a silent schizophrenic conscience <br /> <br />NEVER AGAIN! ! ! I'll never change myself into a helpless loser for love, but I'm willing to place my coins in the slot machine and try my luck <br />The security I have is only four walls built in the cobwebs from my mind <br /> <br />DEATH... I've contemplated suicide, but it's NOT the answer to free myself from all THIS pain <br />My friends are the light for me to see a little HOPE in a world that doesn't care <br /> <br />But my friends can turn against me with unmerciful ANGER <br />And the light ate the end of the tunnel is only the moment of purity descended into DEATH...<br /><br />Mikel Calcagno<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/creatively-metaphorical/
