03/12/15
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
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
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
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body