01/15/15
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
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
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and