(2013)
11/06/13
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
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
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
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
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time