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
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve