About Me 

              WHAT REMAINS OF ME
Insane thoughts crowd my troubled mind.
This Is the price I pay for loving someone.
I often wonder , was it all worth it?
A mere moment in time for the life time of pain I now feel.
The words she once preached baffel me.
None of them true.
I wonder who I am , what I did so terrible to desirve the anguish I now feel.
I am lost within myself.
I wear a mask because you can not handle the real me.
I realize now I must be my self , relay on noone else.
Life is a dream
Sometimes a nightmare, filled with pain, and horror.
Will I awaken from my nightmare ?
And dream once again.
It seems impossible.
I live life day by day, hopeing I will dream again .
The anguish
The hate
The chaos
Will all dissapear
SURE that will happen.