05/15/15
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
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”
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
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i