Shattered , broken walls crushing under the weight of the sorrow that has pounded my soul.
A hole growing deeper, bigger.
Surrounding myself with a shield to keep her out, I have to keep her out.
She won’t like what she will see, inside isn’t pretty, it’s just ugly.
My heart has lit on fire and is burning to the ground I twist and turn but god I can’t get out.
Words echo through my head, they cut a opening between the center of my heart and my head.
Blinded by hate , dumbstruck by love I lose the ones I love.
I try to keep her happy, and I am losing myself, slowly but surely.
God help me.
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Yes I Am Number VI in Organization XIII,
Yes I Am Nicknamed Cloaked Schemer,
Yes I Use The Tome of Judgment,
And Yes I Am The True Zexion.
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R.I.P. Kyo.
July 28, 2009.
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Baby, before you give me your "love" give me your respect!
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"Why must we always try to prove ourselfs in this world?
What are we seeking? Why Must hate control us?"
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