4/26/17
When I walk around I carry an axe on my back Wear black clothes And don’t give a damn About anyone or thing
Driving away Ruins Understanding Nothing and no one Knocking up bottles
The constant itching drives me mad I want to do it so damn bad Feel the razor on my skin Cut myself deep within I want to see the blood drop
Dear Xiomara, You aren’t real, yet you feel real… If you were real would we be frien… You may be the person I have been…
A four letter word with so much po… Something that taste so sour Claps my heart in chains Tugging them like reins Controlling my every move
Sheets thrown on the floor. Memories locked behind the door. You feet hit the ground. Trying hard not to make a sound. The creek of the door, gives you a…
She sits in the back Wanting to be alone But also yearning for those That surround her To give her the attention
She looks at him He looks at her They smile at each other Not saying a word Later they talk
You can never know who you are. Just know that you aren’t alone. I am sorry for telling you this wa… But I cannot tell you to your fac… ————————————————————
One life Two sides Three friends Four lies Five tries
I’ve asked for much But was always content One thing I haven’t asked Though I shouldn’t have to Simply five words–
Falling glass child No top, no bottom Empty space Lonely forever Searching for someone
Look up in the sky Does it not seem... Different? Or do you choose not to see What is right in front of you?
I saw you one day... Alone in the back quietly sobbing.… I should’ve asked what was wrong,… I guess I was afraid that you wou… You seemed so down all the time
As I go on my knees I pray to God Asking Him to help me with the ch… For everyday it’s something new When I pray I can feel His prese…