Going through a tough time in my life, It made me sick thinking that some people, even concider suicide... I believe poetry is so some much stronger if you express yourself on paper. I actually really hate knives to be honest...
A little birdie sits Peacefully there, Waiting continuously, For you to come home, Never moving,
It took a few hours, But she finally said I could go, There was a real big party, With a live band show, I was driving down the street,
**Written about two pups my cousin… Our family didn’t want us. They didn’t seem to care. They took me and my brother. Down the road, and left us there.
It doesn’t matter where you came f… It doesn’t matter when you were th… It doesn’t matter where you are no… As long as you still care.. You left me there waiting..
Her tears fall like diamonds, & gently hit the floor, She doesn’t want to do it, But she cant take anymore. She fiddles with her scarf,
Laying in the snow, A rose so dark, Absorbing the night, That covers the park, A single pool of blood,
As night comes, The dark forms figures on the wall… I close my eyes, And try to sleep, I try to block it all,
The Chains cut so deep.. Its hard for me to breath.. Who would leave someone they once… Leave them there to be unloved.. My big brown eyes now filled with…
The swing set, The see-saw, The sand pit, And soccer ball. I remember,
The lights were all on, The T.V on low, Asleep on the couch, With no one else home. Dreaming sweet dreams,
All our precious memories, Now aspects of the past, Your presence has left, Much to fast. I sit here waiting,
Sleeping so silently, I watch her from the sky, She was so young, so beautiful, All she wanted was goodbye.. I probably should move on now,
Trying so hard, Just to fit in, But so many lies, Are hidden within, Imperfection..
Cold shivers down my spine, The rain in my hair, Just one more thing, Do you still care? You said you loved me,
I travel this path, Of yellow bricks and sand, To end my journey, In the ever-lasting land. I’ve traveled long,