This is Me

I cannot control it
My cry is lost in the night
Each hour, each second brings me closer to death
Depression and a hatred filled with anger overcomes me
Tears of anger flow down my face
The once salty taste of a tear is now blood
I am bleeding on the inside and not the outside
My mind races for answers
Why? these friends, these people that surround me sometimes simply fade out
They fade out of my life and out of my trust
Exciting yet depressing moments arise,
When you meet a potential...
A potential friend.
Exciting is the fact that you have finally met someone new,
Depressing is realizing that your dreaming.
But the taste of blood lingers
Is it the lack of love that once filled you?
The way you USE to think of people?
Or is it just reality hitting you
It is reality because I am awake
The cause for bleeding on the inside would be...
My Emotions
As they run deep through my veins,
They also consume me as a person
This is me,.... or is it you?

Poem by J.A.D. © 2001