or sign in with e-mail
by James Nappo Jun 9, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
These bloodshot eyes can barely see a tiny glimpse of reality torn and blurred and full of hate i bury this guilt, so many times to date. People stare, nobody minds. Loss of sanity, twisted binds. Kill the light, embrace the dark. Protect what's yours, protect your heart.
by lost and incomplete
I know how that feels ...$hit...seems like u know how i feel :)