(2015)
09/28/15
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
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
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up