Friday, July 30, 2004

I Am

I am ruin and destruction hidden behind a friendly smile . All I touch rots and fades away.
I am dead inside, incapable of anything good. What may seem good is surly an illusion. I am sorrow, it radiates out of my pores and infects those around me. I am a torrent of despair, it flows through my veigns like a rapid river,drowning . I am anger and rage, a black soul trapped within human flesh awaiting its departure.