03/12/15
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
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