BoricuaAngel FUBombers's blog: "Life & Society"

She's holding her last breath While staring in the mirror She looks back on her life Then falls her final tear Her one last thought Is "What have I done?" But it's to late now For she has gone A troubled girl that hid it well No one ever noticed the slits on her wrists She had been depressed for so long And it's finally come to this She seemed so happy And had so many friends But no one ever got The message she was trying to send She always felt alone No matter who was around So many people were shocked After seeing the suicide letter found "I'm sorry that I was never good enough, No matter how hard I tried. People always seemed to hurt me, And no one ever realized how much I cried. Yeah I know this doesn't make sense, And it's hard for me to say. But I've always felt alone, Thats why I had to get away. I couldn't take it anymore, All the drama in my life. I never had someone I could really explain it all to, Thats why I relieved it all with my knife. Each cut was a painful memory, Of everything I hate. This probably could have been prevented, But I guess if you're reading this letter it's too late." Read between the lines Because everyone has lied The happiest person and your best friend Could be the next suicide

In the battle between heart and mind, the winner's depicted by the man inside. By the unknown presence in all of us, the sole thing we can always trust. It's a combination of both conscience and soul, Begins when you're born, stays til' you're old. An invisible aura, weightless in fact, it is who we are, in some it's abstract. Shows us the way, guides us through trouble, allows us to get up and climb out of the rubble. Hides away, in a subconscious state, when we don't let it out, it generates hate. It's what makes us unique, though we all have one, is made up of nothing and cannot be undone. A metaphor for our meaningless existence, tries to come out, yet receives much resistance. Run away from your problems, but never your soul, it is the one thing that makes your life whole. Keep on the right path, let your conscience run free, for if you do not, you will end up like me.

Do you ever just cry yourself to sleep at night? Wish you could just be held tight, Don't even try to fight those tears, Even after all these years of feeling the same way. You just have to pray. When all your friendships crash, You just feel like trash. Is it for people to feel sorry for you? Or is it really true? You always wish for the end.. Or maybe just a friend...

A shattered cough, Lost breath, Broken skin, I am Death. A single look, A glance above, A glimmering eye, I am Love. A touch that lied, Broken Trust, Lost Love, I am Lust. Wondering alone, Lost Fate, Never Love, I am Hate. A gracious smile, A golden key, A gate of Trust, I am Destiny. Unbroken lies, Not left in dust, An open arch, I am Trust. A broken smile, I do defy, What is truth? I am a Lie. A happy time, Everyone's strife, You'll never forget, That I am Life.

Have You Ever Seen the glow behind painful eyes blissfulness from pleasurable sighs a child who discovers the prize relief at a newborns first cries Have You Ever Seen A family together, praying weeping willows gently swaying toddlers happily playing seniors gracefully graying Have You Ever Seen material people share cold hearts that actually care a lovers admiring stare the friend who is always there Have You Ever Seen a genuine smile upon a face the true meaning behind amazing grace the seductive warmth of a fire place heavenly sights of outer space Have You Ever Looked?