painangel

The first time I though it would never end
my heart chrushes as my soul deepens
now after an endless amount of times
commited against my heart were great crimes
stolen were all my feelings
just a shell compared to other beings
something inside I try to find something anything
over and over its always the same nothing
to my firends its a charade
to the world its a parade
behind it all an ocean of blackness
just an endless void full of emptiness
wondering if I am worth the air I breathe
wishing with everything that I could leave