Sometimes I don’t understand why… I don’t understand why I can’t be… I hate my body I hate my face To this world I’m just a disgrace I feel so lonely I feel so sad
Wishing Well Where are you going? Hidden underneath your pen? If patience is a virtue Take your time and count to ten
I get so lost when I’m with you, Can all of this be true? Of course this beautiful thing cal… will forever win, up is the only m… We can do this in every life time,
You touched my heart, as I held you in pain . In that room I found you, drawn to you I came . Not a word was said, non was needed . You trusted me, as you pleaded . He had no clue, I wa...
Take a bite of the apple, take a b… It’s the taste of emotion that kee… And her self preservation, it make… I’m struggling to stay awake. But I prop my eyes open with supp…
Over and over we run into our backs, meaning a circle is our only path. we look around and silently gasp, because our presnt and future looks exactly like our past. Well how long will t...
These moments passed are lost in t… they bring me here to your divine. They whisk me back to simpler days… when all was felt amidst a haze. Those smiles I faked, the laughs,
"Be at home always; loneliness is unbearable. Be at my beck and call always; I can 't do all the household wor… Be near me but not very near,
Copyright 12/5/14 I don’t get to read I don’t get to write I just get to fuss I just get to fight
¡Oh Universidad irreal! De pelagr… De carroña se alimentan los alumno… se cuecen al fuego, las bestias co… Un rocío de sangre arde en los cla… en las paredes, hedionda inmundici…
Disarmed by your grace By her gentle rough touch She can soothe the devils soul Destroying the demons Bring on forth the light
By the end of my path, Lay a sweet silver rose. Without her home, As she lay by my toes. I lower my reach,
It strikes like a theif taking the joy of the moment, turning it into sorrow. It steals my smile and leaves nothing but a frown.
They can have my darkness if they… If that’s what they need. It can be theirs. What they think is I am holding her hand
this bed, mine and mine alone. its broken in, foreign loved before. the orange sun rises with me day b…
a woman’s wine is most praised in society, the jewels between her legs. sadly enough it is an addiction like crack cocaine. no words come from her mouth she speaks through body language...
When society rejects you and your old life has left you, what will you make of yourself? When your luck has expired and you’re left confused and tired, what will you make of yourself? ...
I see you, strong, commanding; staring endlessly, never for even a second; I feel you,
No one can really say how I do re… It’s better to keep it in and not… The people who find out on how you… Will tell you bull shit It makes you feel even worse than…
It wont be long now she say’s. Days get shorter. Night’s tend to be longer..... Do you remember the smell? I do..... ahhhh so well... Those big ole trees, just up yonder..... Tends to m...
At times it’s possible to only exi… In a swirling maelstrom of thought… Among the long held hopes and drea… And the tenuous hold they’ve bough… I see a path between the stars,
when goodbyes are uttered and i return again your phantom takes form in my mind my breath drops, deepens
O’er this huge town, rife with int… Whence as from monstrous sacrifici… Pillars of smoke climb heavenward,… Black brows majestical with glimme… Her dewy silence soothes life’s an…
hey, its time. have you felt more alive? i think its now that we start to b… to what? to the heart that beats inside us
By Stanley Collymore Greed is a fact of life; however With some people it’s the only important thing In their life.
Butterflies and rainbows don’t hav… nor do long walks, roses, sunsets,… An unknown beautiful face can insp… but no physical beauty can alter t… For love at first sight is no more…
her eggs become stars clawing out
New life in making from a man and woman’s chemistry mixer of warmth. Given to miracles within Lord hands he provide wisdom, prudence, most of all justice. Which have us bring upon hope ...
Now, at the end, looking back... what else have I to do but reflect… in a sleepless round of ever mounting despair. Despair born and thereafter bred
I am inciting myself. my fingernails endanger my calves, I wrap myself with a blanket to cover up the sweat of this winter.