05/15/15
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could