Welcome to Gaia! ::

It is throught your words that I am reborn.

Through your thoughts I am recreated.
I am fed by the lips of the minority,
Mouthing along to whatever words I spit out.
I am feuled by the hatred of my past.
Living on a faint memory.
And I'll say that I'm okay now,
Even though I'm not.
I will never be a real person;
Just an unborn wish.
A creation of a child's mind
In desperation or lonlieness.
A phantom of your thoughts.
I live life behind a broken door.
Therapy is just a reason to get me out.
I am left writhing in the darkness,
In arms riddled with scars.
Together we may move away from sanity,
Packing up a bag of sarcasm and indifference.
Black flowers bloom in our footprints
Leaving our hearts nailed to the walls.
Along with our beaten and abused bodies,
We make a new path in the clouds.
Never stopping, merely sinking.

Yeah, it really needs a title, so if you have any ideas, please tell me. There was just so many different things in it, I wasn't sure. sweatdrop

Criticism much appreciated 3nodding