WHEN I WAKE UP

When I wake up, you're the first thing on my mind. Sometimes I just get lost in the thought of you. I have to shake myself free of the trance of you. You flood my mind. I can't breathe sometimes. And worse, still, I have hope. I bear the aching pain of still believing you're coming back to me. It suffocates my heart. A part of me desperately wants to move on. To segue into the next part of my life and let you become a fond memory. A lesson learned. A stepping stone in matters of the heart. But the other part of me begs for one more chance. True love is hard to come by. And if you love someone and truly have that deep intimate connection, dammit, don't let go! This world is lonely and painful. cruel and unforgiving. If you found someone you love, don't let go!
       
Today, 4 weeks after you broke my heart, I still sit in silence, with my head down. Lonely. Afraid. Hurt. Angry. I love you. Please come back to me.

-Andrew
 

27

The werewolf has begun roaming. He's isolated himself so that he doesn't hurt his family. Full of rage, full of anger. Tearing everyone in his sight. Bloodlust. Unable to control his fear. So he has become fearsome. 

The full moon howls at night. 

Everyone must die. Everyone must be torn to pieces. Ripped to shreds. Only food satisfies him.

But when he turns back into man? He saddens. For he must be alone. No one can know his dark side. No one must know his monster, for people are afraid of monsters. People run from monsters. But he is still a man. 

A man with a heart. 

And feelings. 

A man who just wants to learn to love. To learn to be lighthearted. Being human is hard. But being human with a monster inside of you? 

SOMETIMES

Sometimes.... I wish I were stronger
                       I wish I could go on longer
                       I wish I were more driven
                       I wish I wasn't so weak
                       I wish I wasn't so unmotivated
                       I wish my life was more normal
                       
                       I cry because I'm so fat
                       I cry because I'm so poor
                       I cry because I'm so dumb
                       I cry because I just don't know why

                       I laugh because God is so good to me
                       I laugh because I'm so funny
                       I laugh because I don't wanna cry

                       I hate myself and my lack of achievement 
                       I hate how Im weak just like my father
                       I hate that my feelings are unstable just like my mother

                       I just flat out hate my life

JEALOUSY, ANGER, EDUCATION

Everyone feels insecure. It's a normal thing. There's two types of people that I get jealous of: rich girls and beautiful boys. I never knew how to grow up and not worry about something. Wether it be money or about always staying faithful to God.