2008
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
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
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve