Dark Thoughts

Okay then....Every now and again I have these moments where words just come erupting out of my head.  This is a case in point. ......

I scrabble for a pen
But then again
I think this ink will stink
The poison of my life
The strife that hides inside
Is wider than the strides i use to hide
Me from the snides, besides i think i lied
The day you died I cried without a tear for it was years until I would hear
The news
From an Internet view
So I accuse you and all who knew,
Who made me what I am with your sham, slaughtered this lamb
With no care for what it would share, the tear that would be wrought
Where was the thought of what ought to pass, my life left to last
Place
My face graced no place in your race to taste the things of haste
This waste of space is laced with hate
That burns whilst I yearn to learn
the reasons why
Why I, why my eyes see these sights that shine so bright yet no-one else will ever see
These things that make me be.