None can hear me screaming. I'm so dead inside, you can't hear my heart beating. I feel so alone and lost and confused. Push me to the other side, far away from you. Let me drift to the one I can always run to. He takes care of me, not you. He looks out for me he listens to my dead heart. He makes it start. The pulse is fast and hard and blood rushes to my brain. But I'm so dead to you, you shut me in anyway. Under lock and key my spirit dies. And I'm lost in an outskirt of hell. Food for your depleting life.
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Written November 2nd, 2006
