Wrote this while listing to Secrets by One Republic Lyrics. I do not own Danny phantom, Butch Hartman does. My Poetry muse abandoned me, again. I am known stuck with her brother.
As I lay in bed,
My mind starts to wonder.
I wonder about my past.
About my present.
About my future.
As I wait
I hope death comes.
I hope it comes quick.
To make me forget,
Forget the pain,
Forget their faces.
How do I go on?
Or
For myself.
Too late to kill myself.
Can I truly go on?
No longer myself.
Just a hollow shell.
The real Daniel Fenton died with his family.
Now there is just this hollow shell
Of what he was.
Journal of
Daniel Feton