eight by eight is the box I live i… squares within squares holding what I know to be true win or lose within this box I shall reside
I love you through the laughter I love you when it echos through t… I love you when it rattles my bone… And makes my knees so weak That I fall
I wrote to remember each word a memory of moments in t… like a heartbeat, they show ups an… a string of film, simple and not c… showing a joker with a fallen crow…
I want to die. with every breath I take– I slowly slip away I want to die. with every step I take–
As I looked for that perfect cake I tried so many and yet none have… White, chocolate, velvet flowing None have proved my tastes As I searched for that perfect ca…
Have I ever written clearly? Have my words been too vague? You know those words as well.. Unless amnesia became well known But for you
For the longest time, I envied Wo… How powerful they truly were, and… Using them simply as a catalyst, To create worlds that others would… To create a fantasy for the broken…
People say that I am easy to talk… That the barriers they built Are transparent with each word pas… Ghosts of my past Transgressions hidden beneath the…
A Rose Bush Seasons change and death follows So vibrant that rose once was So elegant it was swaying in the w… Someone picking it was a must
What is love? when we touch one another— do we truly feel what the other fe… Are our emotions more than what th… Or is it something that we simply…
When I look at her hair, this is… The night sky stretching farther t… Velvety blackness Smooth and kind to the heart Isolating many
I lost the idea of life. The only constant is pain, pain that dances along a strife fi… mixed with tears that drop upon my… just like rain...
Happiness upon those faces Smiles spread as far as the rays o… Laughter fills the air, like music… Nothing can change how I felt in… Pure bliss, yet my mind screams...…
I sit here with my pen in my hand Waiting to write down the next ins… But when will it come? I sit here with my coffee, a cup that reflects the darkness w…
Wandering minds meet wandering fee… Along that dusty road Torn and tattered clothes flow Off of young soft supple bodies Heat exchanged from palms to bosom
