10/12/15
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
