Laying in this bed of slumber
Tossing and turning inside my head...
She used to be a singer,
She'd sing everyday...
She knows what she wants,
but sometimes...
Tied together with a smile,
Plastered down with a mask...
Fur like a brillo pad
Or like a scrubbing brush...
Death lay sprawled at my feet, blood beneath my...
Mist rising from the holes as a soul toward the...
Poetry
A brief journey...
I check for updated pictures,
Of someone I long to forget...
Colorful screen
Funny characters...
Walking through a field of roses
Shivering at every single touch...
I went to school today
i didn't know that my world would turn Grey...
A thought, by any other name
Might make the nectar sweet...