I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,

This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart

Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…

Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness

What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,

It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to

Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.