Each day,
I walk up and down that hall...

Life,
Is what it seems...

I wrote this on June sixth
sorry its kinda long...

Lets go back
To those hot May days...

Inside my chest
My heart yearns...

I see
I get it...

Loveless
Forever...

As the frozen breeze blows through,
I don't notice...

Your mind is,
Racing...

The fire of the sun
Burns across the valley...

To see the children,
Even when they are but 7 years younger...

The morbid flower is layed down,
Blending into the carpet of its brothers...