These words have been drawn out from this pencil
sweet words that I long to show you...

I don't know what to do I have no where to turn...
Oh my only faithful friend...

Self-expression is my way to self-healing.
My poetry at times can be so revealing...

( ramblings, its not really a poem or anything...
sometimes I wonder why I write...

As I listen to her voice
solitude resounding...

I wake to find myself cold and afraid
I'm covered in sweat and my hands begin to shake...

When I opened up my heart, I watched you crawl...
When I opened up my mind I began to realize...

Every now and then
I think back to the days...

Stop the silence, stop the tears
stop the screaming you've held in all these years...

Releasing passion, and Ecstasy flowing through my...
I need to be with you, but you shall never know...

I talked to you again today
And for the life of me I couldn't find the words...

I just called you
it was only moments ago...