(2013)
11/06/13
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so