Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
tattered, tangled and frayed I cannot sleep the way I’ve alway… layed. I once used to sow these thoughts… But now I’m too afraid of what Iv…
Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
Shadows, A sad man’s reflection all to hide his complexion you can try to run or hide but your shadow is your dark side
love is like a rollercoaster you build up all these emotions like fear of falling and suspense of reaching the top, anticipation and its purest, once you get up the hill you have to mak...
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
I could just sit here for hours, Thinking of the things to write an… But the only truth that matters Is that you were in my heart and m… So it’s my love I hope you find
Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
