Yeah...poem..no title, nuff said.

[Emily]

Out of anything I've ever wrote in my life, I'm most proud of this. Don't know why.

The silence is deafening
The lies told, the pain hiding within
it kills her slowly with each day that goes by
what isn't said
is still there
and will forever remain
she knows nothing but pain
whether it's to receive or to give
her heart is vengeful
and feeds off the lust, the love and the false hope shoved into her face
by those who only want that one thing
it is all to be replaced with only hate and fear
and it is all laced with lies throughout
the pain she endures has been around so long
it's all she knows and all she'll have
for every smile there is only tears of pain hidden
for every moment of happiness
there is a mistake only waiting to be made
Where has her light gone?
It's not shinning anymore, and won't again
she's left in the dark, to fend for herself
that burning rage that was once bright within her
won't even cause a spark
what was left is now gone
and what's gone is gone,
so why should she cry?
the destruction that left her soul shattered
and her heart broken
was left unfinished
Only so she can murder it all herself.
The only legacy she leaves behind is
nothing good and good for nothing
Full of lies, and empty promises
She could give the gift of the world
but not even her own word.
she knows not the pain she's caused
only selfish enough to know
the pain she's received.

[Just Ask Me]

Beautiful poem.... I could read it over and over....