Me

I can feel that I am coming to my breaking point.

I can feel that everything may be coming to its end,
contray to what I want, I have no choice.
I breathe in hate form every aspect of life.

Negitivity runs through my vains.

I feel like screaming, I am inside but no one can hear me.
My powerful and undeniable feelings posess me.
Trapped with no place to go they will destroy me.
Take my meek life as I sit here lethargic.
Hurt is what I cause.
My soul is empty, looking in the mirror I see nothing...

I have no connection to this life anymore...

The archangel appears is this because of the poor choices I have made?.....
I feel sick just thinking about it.

The dakness is within me...