(2015)
05/07/15
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
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
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
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
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
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could