Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.
I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
