this is what i said and meant but unfortunately the opposite of what i did 08/30/15
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
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
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices