The lights are dim,
My voice has been turned off;
silenced,
by a crack of thunder.
The blinds are shut,
My eyes are closed;
blinded,
by the lightning that reaks havoc
on my soul.
I am merely a puppet,
controlled by somebody else.
I am lost,
neither here,
nor there.
I am trapped in the quicksand of torture;
stuck until I breach,
and slide beneath the surface.
I shall then be no more.
I am no longer my own,
taken over by you.
I am no longer my own,
hated by life.
I am no longer my own,
controlled in debt.
I am no longer my own,
I have no strife.
I am no longer my own,
but am soon to break free.
I am no longer my own,
but no longer yours.
I am no longer my own,
stuck in the void.
I am no longer my own,
but I can, and will be...














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"They said suicide, and I said gremlin, so I ended up here (Insane Asylum)" - Spiderwick
"Can we eat the *re* Freshmen *ts* now?" -Principal at a loud high school orientation
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My imaginary friend is my Guardian ANGEL!
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When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair?
Windmills Of Your Mind
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For me, the knowledge is torture.
For you, the ignorance is bliss.
-Ignorance is Bliss
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"They said suicide, and I said gremlin, so I ended up here (Insane Asylum)" - Spiderwick
"Can we eat the *re* Freshmen *ts* now?" -Principal at a loud high school orientation
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