dealing with this...

i wish that i could make this world a better place for all of you.
doing what i can to make you a happy person.
never letting any of you down, never to leave your side.
because i'm broken, pieces shattered.

those who believe that you could piece me together...
you cant my heart does not allow it.
i can try to make it work but nightmares plauge my thoughts.
dreaming and dealing with what the world throws at me.

calling out for love, for peace, for shelter.
but only to fall into the hands of the unknown.
listening to all of your words and believing...
but only for a second, doubting not you but my own belief

thinking that i could heal all of your wounds.
believing that i could heal myself...
but it turns out that i cannot.
the only escape is unspeakable...

but i have to...
dealing with this...
this life of a pitiful, useless, weak and dark soul...
but unlike those before me i speak out, believe in others and ultimatly:LOVE!