Stephies Poems

Too Much Nothing The Shadowman The One
Untitled They Autumn
Garnet A Summery Deep Anger
Excuses Niasen Iexvana Return To Basics

Deep Anger

I look into the mirror, what i see scares me
The windows to the soul, firey yet sad
Tears run down my face and i whisper;
Let today be my last.

Unwanted and alone, i feel
Nothing on earth would change that
As i struggle with life,
Stumble off in the wrong direction
Direction is something i never had.

And It whispers
And It smiles
And It hides behind Its mask
It screams
It trembles
Alone.

Ripping out Its hair
Destroying its soul
I do...

And my reflection stares back at me,
Says only two things:
"Youre a contradiction"
"And i hate you!".