Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
I don’t understand let me through let me through I have two hands just like you yet mine have been scarred and bro…
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
Insecure the feelings here steer this car Not a clue to where I’ll go
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
Life repeats, I said life repeats. All my life is war and retreats. War and retreats, No sign of peace,
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…
Haven’t you heard! There is srength by numbers My family has been torn for years… What reasons, I wondered. Now we are like strangers.
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,
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
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
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
