Someday (2003)

The blood once spilled,
and killed me once.
I awoke once more,
and bled once more.
now I still bleed, but the red is in words,
these poems I write,
are my wishes I suppose,
the dreams I label missing,
the actions I never chose.
im mostly just a shadow,
that fallows my body in full.
thats why I like my home,
theres no shodow to go with a soul.
I love the dark,
in it you can not see,
neither me, or the lock, with no key.
so these poems that you read,
all me,
but someday they’ll be actions,
if im brave enough to see,
what its like to slit
the life out of me,
or what its like to see,
the dark around me.
someday, youll see,
you did this to me,
but it's my fault,
and I'll never let you see.
that you did this,
you did this to me,
for that would make you know,
what I never wanted you to see.
someday, I'll be.
the sum of all poems.
someday ill be the purpose for your poem,
someday ill be, the innocent.
story behind the fall.
of the frogetable.
darkest of them all,
me, AKA
the "Fall"