06/11/14
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
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
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be