Another poem |
Paintbrush
i keep a paintbrush with me
wherever i may go
in case i need to cover up
so the real me doesn't show
i'm so afraid to show you me
afraid of what you do
afraid that you might say mean... Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 16:29:00 GMT |
3rd poem |
as the days pass slowly
and the weeks creep by
i find myself obsessing
about ways i can die
i lay awake at night
thingking of my pain
theres no way it can get better
i have nothing left to gain
sudde... Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 17:45:00 GMT |
2nd poem |
bottled up inside
are the words i never said
the feelings that i hide
the signs you never read
you can see it in my eyes
read it on my face
trapped inside are lies
of the past i cant replace
with mem... Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 17:42:00 GMT |
love |
this is in response to the blog i posted a long time ago
love doesn't suck you just have to find the right person to share it with
it is better to have loved and lost than to have never have l... Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 17:09:00 GMT |
love sucks |
to eveyone who chose to read this don't take offense to it
LOVE SUCKS!!!!!
seriously if anyone has a good relationship right now good for fucking you woopdy fucking dooo ... Posted by on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 18:58:00 GMT |