MestUpKid463
06/12/03, 12:16 PM
Enraged
When loneliness becomes enraged,
It's not a sight to be seen.
It will sulk through the sun,
Then stalk your soul by the darkness.
It smells morbidly unbecoming ,
It tastes bitterly like no one cares.
To fall into this despair,
Is an uncontrollable sense of belonging.
You may think I think I'm better.
But really it's just lesser.
It's just a group of loneness,
Fallowed by the unearthly phase.
Is the never ending darkness a phase?
Allowing loneliness to surround yourself,
It's in the black hole with the others,
And they will never find the light.
When loneliness becomes enraged,
It's not a sight to be seen.
It will sulk through the sun,
Then stalk your soul by the darkness.
It smells morbidly unbecoming ,
It tastes bitterly like no one cares.
To fall into this despair,
Is an uncontrollable sense of belonging.
You may think I think I'm better.
But really it's just lesser.
It's just a group of loneness,
Fallowed by the unearthly phase.
Is the never ending darkness a phase?
Allowing loneliness to surround yourself,
It's in the black hole with the others,
And they will never find the light.