(2013)
This poem is bad I know so please help
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
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”
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
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