my wasted life

LIFE'S WASTED ME
DEPTHS

Lying in wait
Beneath the veil
In depths I stare
With curtains drawn
To my eyes revealed

Made of glass
A tainted mirror
Marks my saddness
Of repressed thoughts
In my sullen soul

Views of shadows
A fades image
Shows my pain
In it's reflection
Upon my pale face

An endless glance
Pours out a past
Of wasted dreams
Like a window 
To my aching heart

No more running away
Accept what is seen
It can't be hidden
Or forgotten completly 
These my deepest secrets

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THIS IS ME

This is me
This is all of me
All that I've become
All that has made me
And all I will be

This is me
This is all I have
All that I own and love
All this ,the pieces of me
And all that I cMee

Pull me in deeply Taken to the depths Fallen into a place Where these somber dreams In twilight streams Send me drifting away Into the night Haunting thoughts Of my fears I enter They hold me In the arms of sleep Where I can not wake From it's casted spell Visions and nightmares Come creeping in They keep chasing me Deeper and deeper into the dark The burdens I bear Leave my soul restless Even in sleep They won't let me go Where will I run Where can I run When it all turns black And there's nowhere lift to turn Because their always there Even in slumber I become lost From the day And most of all From myself by mandy klein