Don't leave me alone
I'll devote my soul to you
Forever
Don't leave me alone

My master, what am I but your lowly servant?
Your wish is law
Unable to see that light
I grope for yor touch
But it has never been there

Invisibilty is not a power,
It is both a blessing
And a curse

Passing through these painted sky-blue walls
A path
Through the flowers and grass-vines
I still end up bleeding at the end-
That brick wall
Being my sole witness

You can never see her
Hiding under watchful eyes
Although sitting in a group of four
She has never felt more alone
In her life

Then those painted murals turn grey,
A fight between the black and the white,
The good and the evil
The live and the dead

She turns into a phantom

Unseeing and invisible, but still
Able to hear and feel
Through shattered dreams

A nightmare
That she is unable to wake up from
Driven to the point of cold unforgiveness
Alone
But unafraid

Uttered two words:
"Save me"

And all that comes are the hands of bitterness and disappointment
Wrapping around her like a bandage
So tight it hurt
Hiding an unhealing wound
She finds herself at the hands of various adults
Judging where she would go
And what she would do

What is psychology,
But something that rips you further apart
And decides what is wrong with you?

So tired of being judged
Tired of looking at their dimmed faces
Tired of doing any work
Tired of her life
When she visits the cemetery, won't she just love to
Curl up under the earth, a coward,
And hide away from the world above?

That figure and rejection brought so much pain
And suffering
But as you cried,
Comforting hands reached out for you
In forms of friends

She killed herself again and again
Her soul is now gone
All that is left is a shell
Unfeeling and untouched as any other empty hollow being

And although her eyes are streaked with revenge
Her arms lifting murderous weapons,
She still obeys your commands
Though has vowed never to do so again

This March 16th shall mark the end of her dying days
As she fixes on that fake smile and performs
Unable to lose.

Satisfaction.

What she will get from winning.

She has nothing and noone.
And though her words promise to never commit again,
It will be broken
A writer betrayed by her own words

Just sleep
Never wake up
When I'm on the other side,
Would you even realize that I have moved on?

And you do not see the girl for who she is now
But you will feed on her great wrath soon-
The powers of solitude

But as time passes, they will continue using her
And she will follow-
For she has never wanted to be alone
Never
Don't leave me alone.