Ok, so im an ACCA student and working as a Cost Specialist (whatever the heck that is) tryin to figure out the the meaning of life, ha! But no such luck as yet, although i do have countless numbers of questions! I have been wanting to write a book (as well as writing poems) right am in the process of doing three - your probably wondering why 3, it is so if i get writers' block on one, i can move onto the other, keeping my mind occupied with writing, as my day job is number orientated! The inspiration for most of my sad poems are based on putting myself in that particualar position, and perhaps being in the situation... |
The sun has set within mine eyes,
the happiness has left me completely...
Waiting, hoping realizing
It walks alone with nobody to love or nobody to...
Bright lights, big hope, big dreams
I take one look in the mirror and its not what it...
Where is my smile but hidden within the tears?
Where is my Life but torn apart by Fears...
I'm walking down the stairs to an almost empty...
I see him sitting on a chair and in his hand, a...
You walk on like a human bound with a disease
A sickness you breathe an illness you conceive...
You read books, you think and you listen to advice
You even as Jeeves to sort you out cause he seems...
Silence is the norm
That my mind consumed...
Save me now. Ive become nothing
Only you can turn me into something...
Where were the days of innocent youth,
When the adults lie and hide the awful truth...