06/11/14
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and