There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
Shadows, A sad man’s reflection all to hide his complexion you can try to run or hide but your shadow is your dark side
How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
what do you see, what do you see when you look at me? atoms and particles bending light? and what about the night? Do you see me as I see you?
I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…
Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…
expressions endless as the horizon from high to low washing away as the tides do some so afraid to smile for risk o…
Jaw always clenched In pain not power working til I’m drenched Wearing on my body trying to kill the mind
When you say you’re by yourself you need to look around. Maybe reevaluate your mental healt… If I’m so rich at mind, Then i better share the wealth.
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
Been a lot on my mind So I put some down in lines Watching the sunlight reap last ni… I guess the alcohol patches nothin… I pulled the thread beside my bed…
