Cute With Out The E Poem by Josh Blanchard

The days go by my thoughts confused
Anger inside the hate breaks lose
I tried to run my emotions fly
I tried to hide the pain inside
It feels so fake everytime I cry
It feels like part of me has died
Each scar I see a part of life
If its so wrong why's it feel so right
Its a habbit that I intend to break
If I cant my lifes at stake
I made a promise I intend to keep
I just hope I dont get weak
I try to stand my knees colaspe
I close my eyes, memories of the past
Consumes my heart each move regrets
I feel more pain with each step
Whats the point when each days the same
Fun and games confused with pain
They say they understand
Thier far from right
Its my battle
Not your fight

July 5,2008