(2013)
08/09/13
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
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
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
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
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
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time