11/12/17
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor