Below her bible, lies her razor,
crazy isn't it...
We are living in a time
sociopaths are dangeriously growing...
If only I was able to smell
the lies that people tell...
Drink it, drink it
Cherry bomb...
This is for the girl
Who tries so hard...
AN ENCOUNTER IN THE WOOD (HAIKU)
wild thing roams in spring...
Wasted
Are the lives of the innocent through...
The stretched out time we endure
Is coated in the silence of unspoken words...
Lonely days, followed by long nights.
The darkness is consuming...
Do not cast your fake smiles upon me
Or attempt to drown me in your masochistic tears...
the weather feels,
moody...
We all have
those moments...