Entry for December 07, 2005 AM I ALIVE?
AM I ALIVE? SOMETIMES I FEEL AS IF I WERE A GHOST, OR IN A DREAM.
THE GHOST, NO ONE SEES ME, FEELS ME OR HEARS ME.
THE DREAM, THEY LOVE ME, TOUCH ME, WISPER SWEET NOTHINGS.
THE NIGHTMARE, USE ME, ABUSE ME AND THROW ME AWAY.
BORN TO LOSE, LIVE TO WIN, PAYING FOR THE SINS, THE LUST OF THE FATHER, AND THE MOTHER.
ENTER THE WORLD IN THIS FORM, THIS LIFE, IN THE YEAR OF THE DRAGON.
THIS BOY, THIS DRAGON OF WOOD, THE TEARS OF FIRE BURN. THE PAIN.
THE REALITY, ANGER, FEAR, PAIN, FRUSTRATION, JOY AND HAPPINESS.
GOOD HEART, KIND SOUL, MEANS SO LITTLE TO SO MANY.
INTERNAL RAGE, FRUSTRATION, LOVE, SORROW, MY DAMNATION.
I AM NOT A GHOST, I AM A MAN, A GOOD HEART, A KIND SOUL.
I AM NOT A TOY WITH BATTERYS, TO BE TURNED ON AND OFF AT YOUR LEISURE, FOR YOUR PLEASURE, A TOY TO BE USED , BROKEN AND THROWN AWAY.
I FEEL, I HURT, I AM ALIVE.
I AM NOT A GHOST.
SCOOTER BLACK/S.F.POWELL COPYRIGHT 12/07/2005
