I sit across the table from myself, and wonder what i've done. She sits, staring. I stare back It is inside of her now, covering her brain with pale blue lies. Sliding through her body, allowing her to breath. All I can do is watch. Watch myself watching. I wonder where i've gone. It feels so surreal. Like an out of body experience. Only sometimes. Other times I know where I am, I know where I'm going. Other times it feels like I am perfect. Perfectly in place and exactly the right time and moment. Then it seems I fall. I fell from grace like I fell from myself. I am a fallen angel. Me and my broken wings. I heard this quote somewhere... "Heavans gates will open for those who know love." I know love, I have only known this love. Will heavan ever let me inside? I feel like a vampire. My soul has left me and my body has died its physical death, but I am still here. I am breathing. Bleeding from every pore. Bloody tears and bloody lips. Jesus. I wonder what I believe in. What sort of religion I belong to. I wonder where I belong. I wonder what I might have been. But, I am ok. I know who I am... I just dont know what changed. When the moon is shining When the stars are out Kisses I will give you My love please do not doubt When the day grows lonely When the sun grows cold I'll try hard to be cheerful I'll try hard to be bold When my eyes are weeping When my lips are cracked Know that I wont leave you But I'm never coming back Sigh. They say that your strengths are your weaknesses. I see the girl in the mirror, and I am always suprised. Look at her, look at her smile and her eyes, look at how she moves and how she stands. I can never believe that she is me. In the name of... I dont know...