Wow its been a long time since i've been on here. As the days get busier with my new job its a wonder that i can even get onto a cpu. I wonder if i even like my job...... no wait i hate it. I'm gonna start playing Lacrosse again this summer so when i get back to school i'll be ready to start beating people down. Yeah but wow its been about year since i've been on this site.

So how do I feel?

Am I fine?

When nothing is real

Half of the time

I sit her alone

In the dark

Loning for home

And a new start

Wake up! Wake up!

I'm screaming my head

Now I wish that

I was truley dead

If someone could save me

I'd be okay

But all that escapes me

While I'm drowning in my bed

Forced to the past

Look at the crash in reality

Everything I see or I say

It isn't really happening

So why?

Why is everything going so well?

While I'm living in this truly broken hell

If I could find someway to bust out of this prison

My nightmare could be mothing but a vision

But why am I still stuck up here now

Inside my mind is burning like a forest to the ground

Running all alone

The world is after me

While I'm still stuck inside

This crash in reality

If it was so easy

The bullet would have found my head

Then I could truly be in peace

With the silence of the dead

My life was better off when I was with Donald and Ashlee

But I can't escape this crash in reality

My time is better off here sitting all alone

Because I know that I am never going home.

This is the shortest poem I have ever wrote. I don't even know why I thought of it. How do you feel about because i have no idea how I feel about it. Mass G out!