These are questions to myself to try and understand who i am. You can use them for yourself or even answer them, the choice is yours.
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
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
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given