Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
Curiousity is a hell of a drug The reason why you open your eyes… The morning and The reason why you shut it at nigh…
All this Is Just A front Am
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
I am A Different Person in Real life,
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
All beautiful things are made at n… the moon summons the stars to play… Jazz sounds better when it is play… The ocean streams louder and majes… At night fire burns proudly and vi…
I stumble, I stand, I sit and I… Every-time i think about your soft… And the smirks on your face Whenever you are bored, scared or… Sometimes i glaze through the glas…
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
