(2009)
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
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
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may