Butterfly effect in a cocoon this serenade, a forgotten tune like a strange dream come true the colors fade to a sickly hue
Tag: shell
everything ends
i cant stand the way you talk about her you make her out to be some kind of goddess shes not so perfect one day youll see
If only
you sit below her window hoping shell look out hoping shell her the pelting rocks you sit there and sit there if only you knew if only youd heard the screams of her mother if only… shes laying on the floor. bleeding… the broken shards of the blood stained glass lay inches away if only… Continue reading If only
Is the change because of age or because my opinions are have run their course?
i am experienceing a change in how i see people around me which is odd and hard to put into words. i’ve made this poem and was wondering if anyone can fathom it and if they feel the same sometimes I feel dislocated now Removed from the beauty of my home, from the lives of… Continue reading Is the change because of age or because my opinions are have run their course?
cant you just leave me alone *this is my friends and i thought that she needed to have it heard*
Everywhere I go I see you. Im reminded of the pain you always inflect. The hate you build in me. I have nothing to be happy about anymore. I dont even remember the last time I laughed. Truly laughed. Im just a shell of what I used to be. Not who. I was never anybody,… Continue reading cant you just leave me alone *this is my friends and i thought that she needed to have it heard*
Prisoner of Fear
Did you ever wonder why, he sits there with a sigh, never saying a word? He cannot even begin to express what is within the yearning of his heart. He is a prisoner of fear, the worst that one can bare. He is inferior in all ways. He bares his shame every day. No one… Continue reading Prisoner of Fear
Confined
confined alone down in my cell i feel solitude and i need help scared and alone i scream out loud waiting hoping to remove the cloud confined trapped inside my shell i feel pain and i need help scared and alone i wait for the end i wait for the time i will decend Confined… Continue reading Confined
insanity simply might be easer
Dear How can I Wright a letter to a man more a shadow Whose name I have never know ,But a man none the less I have loved all my life.
Evil Secret
This pain inside – ripping, tearing, destroying me, Like love or hate this mortal shell connot contain it. Nowhere to go – only the dark place So I lie in this dirty corner and haemorrage on myself.
blade
It hurts to much to be here I swear .. im dying sitting here shame my cuts arnt deep enough to kill me i want that blade that’ll slice through my leg with no pressure