in teh dark where
nothing is sceen
hides away the lies
lives the truth
live the guilt
the pain and the hatred
brewing.

in the insides of the
deepest pits of 
life
lives adn grows
the things
that become evolved into
a world we create
and struggle to survive in.

and you would think
i was not normal
and you would know i was
not different
and you would wonder
where i went
when i fell in teh goo
in teh mess i made of
what i considered perfection.

seven long monthes
of entrapment
of teh time spent
wallowing and drwoning
falling
bleeding
living breathing
and dying.

the silent brew has bubbled
its ready to be served
and the world isnt ready
for the spew
it isnt what i want to do
and yet is seems like all i have
is the image i have
conjured of you
by you i mean
everyone i know.

the image of friendship
past a stage so hard
to let grow
friendship that
would drown in this mess
if you only knew...

only sleep
opnly darkness
only hatred
can stop this silent internal brew
of all my thoughts
of all my love.

of you.

xoxo
Kyelle