04/22/14
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
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
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
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
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
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”