(2013)
10/10/13
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
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
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces