Poems from Goth.child

I enjoy things outside of what people would consider normal. I'm very socally-awkward or anti-social, which explains why I don't have a lot of friends, or people close enough to care about. I dislike almost everything that puts me in the centre of attention. I find redemption in poetry, music, story-telling and happiness.
  Fragments of my life are falling All the while you keep on walking Not seeing my eyes  Not hearing my cries ‘Cause you know what you did...
I look into my life And all I see is pain The cries, the violence The bitterness, people in vain   Endless cries on deaf ears Crushing...
I was missing something. Something promised. Something true. Something that was lost. I was missing something. Something sacred. Scarcely...