When I wake up i am scared,
what is the world going to bring me to day,
as im depressed sad and lonely, for the people who
are trying to help me. but i dont care.
I just scream in side of me trying to yell so people could hear me
but they cant
I hold it in, cant get it out, out of me but I cant,
I tried cutting myself for them to come out, Id tried burning them out
but nothing works.
sadness fills up my body until the day comes,
of the ticking timebomb.
A ticking timebomb,
waiting to blowup, running away deciding which way to go,
left, right, confused as could be.
deception increasing as the end draws near,
watch out here it come, the end is near, near end comes,
my body is the time bomb i realize and never can get away form that,
its always with me, then...
done just like that, its over,
deception is gone, the bomb went off,
the climax is over,
I scream for the first time the people hear me
as resolution comes they hear me and really help me,
is this the true end, no its just begun...
but thats for the next time.

by Harold F Holland III
 
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