To the world
(2011)
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
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
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could