10/15/15
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
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
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
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
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
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
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate