How Can You Heal?

How can you heal when They Constantly Tear you!
Constantly Hurt you!
How can this process start when The Blue sparkle is still alive
When you try to forget, It Comes back
When You Try to release, It wont work!
Inside your body your soul your mind!
How can you heal? If it is not you that is blind..
When you see the future you know what to do
But when those around you do not..
They regress so much and Wont allow you to heal..
To fix what needs to be fixed.
To move on without Moving so far away
How can you heal?
When My Night is Your Day!

From: <NOBR>whirlwindZ1</NOBR>

Sent: 12/8/2005 8:15 PM

move far away.... f*ck 'em if theyz can't take a joke!       From: <NOBR>Hecates_Witch</NOBR> Sent: 1/18/2006 4:23 AM This is a new poem type thing I wrote tonight after getting overwhelmed with a not so nice feeling.. It has some cussing in it I think so If that offends I apologize but dont read on..   -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Lies To everyone That Knows You You Lie! I walk in a shadow behind those Who walk in Light I am nothing to nobody and yet I am everything in sight I have a secret boiling deep down inside But you do not care what it is I cry And you do not know what it is that makes me Sigh.. The battle within is almost worse than the battle without The War that keeps the Fight Its all Lies! FUCKING LIES! They think I am good at something I cannot quite grasp They think Im talent in this profession that Is not my Path I cannot Keep the Masses from seeing My true Face any longer Im bleeding deep inside! I Cannot keep this emotion inside.. I cannot work for the devil with Pride.. I will not feel this way for long.. I must move.. I must move on! But as to where I end up.. I really dont know. My cries of deep depression they fill the Oceans and Much much more. The sirens are scared of what I sing.. It puts them to death when they hear my screams. But Its all LIES! Lies are what This Boy is made of.. Who are you? And What is real? You are a mimic of everything YOu have ever touched and everyone you have ever met.. Your fake! As I sit here listening to my inner thoughts cry out, I think of the time before this when I was happy and out.. Out of this shell and out of this world.. Before time was..  My life is a Lie.. A lie I cannot stop. Why try? If it will not help. They say That I am not ugly but they do not see what it is I see.. They do not see the true and real me! For if they did they would know.. What a wretched person I am.. What an Ugly soul! I try to be good and nice.. But its hard especially when you live this life. What is it that will make you happy? I cannot say.. The only thing that I have to this day that I have always had was Her.. She gave me my strength and she gave me my way.. But How do I make this my path each and every day? I am tired Of the lies I let out.. Tired of the Lies consuming.. Tired of this life not lived... Lies