06/06/15
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
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
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely