05/07/15
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
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”
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
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
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed