Alone in this world

Your words are sins that leave me feeling lethal

Propane Strong, and the smell eats you

But will it get through?

All of a sudden i feel i dont need you

I tried to be kind like Ghandi did to his peoples

You took advantage of what was at heart instead of mind,

I dont know what to call your kind

Confronting, conversation, impatient thats you

Im feeling consequencial, never suicidal

I should of examined this picture

It feels like world war one

drained and unfortunaly insane but i cant complain

I got the pieces that remain

Raged and eager in pain

Reality wont ever be the same.

As I reminisce its a shame and your name dont deserve a frame

Your existance damaged my brainI try to concentrate but your name is infratuated

And its exausting me, I thought I walked on this road cautiously

I should of stopped when the signs warned me

And now im alone in this world

Ps. I entered this poem in a poetry jam =]. This a throw back