06/24/15
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
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
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard