03/10/15
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
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
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
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
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and