A poem, about you, about thy A poem, about love, for love, with… A poem, about me, about I A poem, sincere, peaceful as a dov… Words, describing my love, pure, t…
Somewhere between the death rays o… And life, life that’s a blossom of… Somewhere between the shadows of s… And daylight, where all can be see… Between the small, and the great
Petty, pretty and affectionate lie… Blue, brown and all disapproving e… Given love a billion and two tries That’s a billion and two hellos, a… I’m not talking smiles, texts and…
Been watching you, watching you sm… It’s been a long, lonely and beaut… Soon as you caught me staring you… You knew I’d been taken by you You knew a compliment was due
All memories are painful, good one… Constant reminders of everything y… This one is the worst, it’s not ev… Yet it defines me, in a way I’d s… How can one so mentally strong, so…
Excuse me if I’m quieter than I u… But these are your friends, Ican’… If it ever comes to it, I hope yo… Really, I’m not much to lose It’s bad enough I can’t live in m…
Trying to rewrite a poem I wrote. In a room full of people, yet so r… All the feelings I used to live b… This time, well and truly alone. Memories always there to remind me…
Slight frame, busy brain. Calm demeanor, bit insane. Soft voice, bad chatter. Decent mind, bad better. Big eyes, terrible sight. Painful past, lonely nights. Deep lover, easy hurt. Hori...
I never say I miss my momma, I gu… Another lesson learned from anothe… Half the words out my mouth are me… That means the rest are merely jus… If that’s vain, then I’m just eve…
00:35 Who do I call? Do I even call anyone at all? I want to, I’d love to, I’ve got… I will, I just haven’t decided wh… The one who *will* pick up for sur…
It is not getting better. I cannot make it get better. I just wish it would at least get better. This he wrote. Not as a note. He wrote this on a piece of paper. He called it a poem. He...
Memories always clouding my vision They say I shouldn’t let them, do… How can I escape when my mind is… Without even hearing what’s being… I tell myself I don’t relate, in…
Freedom, liberalism, to be free To be accepted, not judged, to be… I dotted these ideals down on a pa… I recited them for an audience on… Each time believing more and more
I hurt. I try not to but I let. That’s what people like me do. People like me are true. People like me are few. People like me throw words around, like kill. Like everyone like me whate...
Life is God’s to give So I don’t know how long I’ll liv… But imagine if we’d outgrow our pe… Imagine if we had a hundred years Make kids and watch them grow