i would like impute on my writings. i know i am an amateur. so please help, i am only 17 after all this was from my last suicide attempt 12/09/13
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know