Leave me alone in my despair
Do not pretend that you care
Am i so wrong that you will not see
This horror that lives inside of me
Born from the pain of being alone
Knowing it willl never find a home
why am i so diiferent? why not the same?
I would do anything to escape this pain
Id bleed the last drop
Id breathe my last breathe
if only youd see me for myself
But yet you are blind
and you turn away
you dont see me cry
and you dont see me sway
as i stare at this floor
so utterly cold
i wonder if death
will provide me a home
Will no one save me
though from myself
a bitter intrusion
that i cannot help
You dont know the truth
the claims that youve made
fall on deaf ears
and on the wind blows away
I am the horror
that makes you scream
I am that face
that you see in your drams
now do you see?
what i have become
its too late to change it
and useless to run
I will not stalk you
For you are not prey
but pray that these screams
one day go away
you deserve every second
of pain that you feel
these unseen wounds
will never heal
but whisper now softly
do you see it is true
I am now the horror
that dwellls inside of you

sorry about the gloom

I see no gloom.
That is a fabulously conceived piece of work.
I like it very much.

That one connected with something inside me, I don't know what or why.

Another brilliant poem.
I love your stuff.