So past tense

P.S before beginning-There is almost nothing esthetic here.TRUST ME,and I don't regret,,,

Do not see.
Do not hear.
Do not want.
Do not need.
Do not feel.
Do not even dare to dream.
Do not pray.
Do not keep.
Do not tell.

Do not tell ANYONE,ANYTIME,'bout me.

Do not show.
Do not show. Yourself.
Do not open.
And do not knock.
Do not wait.
Do not be late.
Do not live.
And Do not die.

Go and hurt.
Go and take.
Go and never give.
Go and pray.
Go and kill.
Go and never come back.
Go and leave.
Go and sleep.
Till you get what you need.

Why is the sky grey...again.
Why is the game not fair...again.
Why is the world against me...again.
Why is the air sticky as hell...again.
Why is this life like a knife...again.

Look what you did.
Look what I did.
Look what you need.
And look what I keep.

Look at this creep.
Look at it and breathe.

Do not ask me.
Do not want me.
Do not need me.
And do not keep me.
Do not love me.
Do not hate me.
Do not even think of me.

In this Nothingness I became my Queen Nothing.
I raise on my throne,full with flowers,blood and shiny never stars.
Walking asleep I look at You,deleted.
You never came.
And i never blame.
When the night is on,you can pass this on.
And please,just don't take me wrong.

In this Nothingness I gave up myself.
I give You my strenght.
And You shower me like my favourite winter rainy rain.
In this passingness I saw myself as a source of non-existing.
You cut me off,I pull you down.
I brake and shake.
While you are being so awake.

I miss my train.
Again.
And .
Again.
Tired from this yet  so unknown pain...I decide to cut one of my vein.
And it bleeds.
And it bleeds.
And it bleaches.
Till I reach.
You.
My sweet Nothing of Nothingness.
My never coming Everything.

P.S  I STILL DON'T CARE IF U CAN'T FIND ANYTHING ESTHETIC HERE,,,

Gabriell,05.37-16.45