by Eric "Raven Heart" Miller
In my life, there is all but tears--
Feeling like this for so many years.
Society's outcast, day and night--
In the darkness, there is no light.
Some days, I wish only for death--
Hoping, Wishing, for a last breath.
My heart--always empty and pale--
Throught the years, it has become stale.
Saddend in the night, hurt in the light--
Constantly suffering to the worlds delight.
Do not step closer, or turn away--
Do not help then go astray.
Do not expect me to soar the skies,
For there, the raven dies.
Do not listen, or ignore my cries--
I am not crazy, I just fail at my ties.
This poem was written by Raven Heart