As it spatters down peircing my morbid skin, annd burns hollow holes into the pavement where I walk.
Deep... |
Look at that smile.
It shines at you from beneath the glass.
All those memories you made,
Have now reti... |
American poetry
Or poetry from
You see, that's the problem with
These days
Only the artists
Know what... |
Do You know what it feels like, having a constant black cloud overhead?
Do you know what it feels like, h... |
Here I am again.
Lost and alone.
Alive on the oustide.
Dead on the inside.
I scribble down my last wor... |
how much longer till this stuff kicks in
i want to get away from this place and forget about my sins
i ... |
Lips sweet
Taste divine
Holy delicacy
A century old wine
I drink from your soul
That I've pierced wit... |
I defend the cause of my God yet i fall into these wicked holes that stir even the darkest night.
Ashamed... |
It was almost a year ago,
we lost you.
We all very much miss you.
Wish we could hug you and kiss ... |
Hello there,
Come sit with me a moment.
Not too long mind you,
He is coming.
Don’t look at me that way... |
