Ya know, after reading some of the poetry I used to write, I hit the realization that "I was really emo." A strange revelation. Well, here it is.
don't cry
just die
let it all be over
sell your heart
feel no more pain
until you start regretting
then you search out pain
whatever seems real
desiring humanity
seeking feeling
looking for proof of your existence
you have fallen
lost all sense of direction
with no more calling
you sink into the depths of deception
with a blackened heart, you seek out life
something to make you human, alive
but all you find is an empty life
your humanity is lost forever
you question it all
wondering if you should take the last dive
don't cry
just die
let it all be over
sell your heart
feel no more pain
until you start regretting
then you search out pain
whatever seems real
desiring humanity
seeking feeling
looking for proof of your existence
you have fallen
lost all sense of direction
with no more calling
you sink into the depths of deception
with a blackened heart, you seek out life
something to make you human, alive
but all you find is an empty life
your humanity is lost forever
you question it all
wondering if you should take the last dive