this heart of sadness
the shutdown is caused
by utter and total madness
mind and body
no longer the same
my body wants to rest
while my mind plays a game
it plays with my life
it plays me like a violin
like the sharpest knife
it cuts deep into my soul
making me bad
making me evil
a bit glad
to not have to feel it
this pain
feelings can cause
I have nothing to gain
for I want nothing
I have nothing to lose
for I have nothing
but pain and madness
I die alone
without sadness
noone will miss me
-The Poet
you think I'm different, when we are truly the same, I only show what others hide.