

who am i? i dont know.
i dwell deep within myself, wrapped in an impenatrable shield. immune.. yet vulnerable. I am a hushed whisper, a secret yet to be told, a lie murmured lightly in your ear- a lie so devious, so wrong, so violently malicious it haz to be the truth. I live in a world of make-beleive ruled by imagination and color. Cut me open and watch me bleed rainbows. A mix of what iz and what should never be. An eye for an eye- the doorway to the soul. Mind over body, hopeless yet devine..
The Sun set long ago across my horizon. All i hav left iz the moon. im not complaining. The moon iz beautiful and serene.. but who wouldnt miss the warmth of the sun? And az i watch, the moonlight slowly fadez and the sky dimz to black. All thatz left iz the lonely sillouttez of purple storm cloudz splattered across my ocean of deep deep dark.
forgivnesss... i comlpy with the notion. we are but human.. we make mistakez... ive made plenty myself.
Hate= foolishness
y waste time hating? it getz u nowhere, accomplishez nothing.