09/29/15
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected