05/18/16
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing