The yellow core of your innocence
Seeping through the white...

Sitting in an empty room
Just me and my crowded head...

*One of the first poems i ever wrote*
Ive never wanted something so much...

Time for a change, my voice implied
As my bleak words reached suicide...

Flicking Through Pages Of you
Of Things Id ought to know...

Slowly the grief melts away
Comfort is back for good...

Each petal that falls
Creates herself a bed...

If i close my eyes for long enough , and let the...
Like a child , my every action in spite , yet at...

Through the mist i found you. You seemed so...
And now your face gradually becoming a memory just...

Lights on.
I put myself to bed , a bed of self pity. With a...

Its always times like this
Where i wish away my life...

Can you see me empathise
Winding through the mist...