(2015)
02/24/15
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
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”
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
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
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their