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The Social WallAfter year of living in the shadows (hiding from the people), you feel lonely but too nervous to seek the one thing wish but you are frightened of. The itch for a social life becomes greater as I age into the prime time of the long clock of life. Years of creating a stern and mistaken barrier between the people I have seen, apprehensive of showing the real side of me. A reckless mind that can change quite dramatically has caused many of my scarce relationships to fall between the cracks on my social path. True friends is what I crave so badly but cloaked by that pessimistic and paranoid shadow that hangs over me creates a mirror showing a strThe Social Wall
by ~AlexJayWatson
Inner BeautyIn this mist of dark and shadows holds a small light of my hopes and dreams that are keeping my heart beating and soul persisting. All the demons that surround my I can sense the angels close by to heart helping me cope. All its takes was a few angelic words from some of the mouths of my close yet so far friends, keeping me straight along the ever so hard paths of life.Inner Beauty
For one to be beautiful they must feel beautiful within. Ever though this rough cold and almost threatening exterior I bide and been known to hold an honest innocence of love and beauty with respect for all that deserve it. I have swum though a sea of evilness: bu
by ~AlexJayWatson
Poem Of The PessimisticA soul full of pain and hate Fed up of living this god damn lie Hell bent on thinking its too late Waiting for the demons to flyPoem Of The Pessimistic
Suffering from this corrupt life My blood spills out after self-harm Feeling this agonizing strife Feeling the scars on my cut arm
Just so wanting to end it all But not wanting cause much sorrow Bite my lip and watch my soul fall In fear of the unknown tomorrow
Hoping for a cleansing light Thinking of friends to rid the cold So my heart can burn so bright In front of evil “I will not fold”
Fear
by ~AlexJayWatson
Brick HeartOn the end of a long and painful path, my heart sinking in the blackened darkness, a void filled with the ash of my burning heart, to love someone but feel far away like in another world. The light that shines on my soul eclipsed by a shadow, darkness, washing away the passion though out my heart though the veins leaving me cold and lethargic.Brick Heart
The one being the soul that sticks to my mind, leaving an obsessive blot that mists over my reality. A lock that you think would fit your key but blocked by an impassive barrier, a brick wall cold and lifeless, decaying with the moss and cracks, just like my heart, hoping for the passion ac
by ~AlexJayWatson
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