Poem?¿

[i]Stricken with the life of this decease , beliefe in this man made anarchy that is me, i strive to become what can never be, to seaarch, to destroy in me, sists of fthsi economy live on me, poped an broked they echo mans greed , there is not a place where to hide, only this live i tame..i try..try to live in this vassel of mine, onnly to be stricken down in the end by the sytthes edge, my bllod flows in the life stream , the dtream of life to give to another, their turn , the next, their time, min ehas passed on, i floa in the abyss that is me, wispers of my life i hear, lost in my insanity of death, i flee, running to no where i cant see, blind but light there i feel, the light my next chance ..the next chance to be.......me..^(-.-)^

O.o yeah.....i got bored reading it lol j/p its good :]