04/22/14
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear