this is what i said and meant but unfortunately the opposite of what i did 08/30/15
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away