01/15/15
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
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
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
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
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
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
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly