Today.
Tomorrow.
Next week.
She will still be waiting.
For you.

And then she carved I LOVE YOU on her wrist.

Im the Christmas present,
you just took back.

Your the everything.
That looks at me and feels nothing.

Nighty Night.
Sweet Dreams.
Happy Girl.
But Nothing Is What It Seems.

So Merry Christmas.
I love you goodbye.
But its because i love you.
That i had to die.

From my new Poem 'Merry Christmas' please check it out.

Being played is like.
A painful burn.
Ive had enough.
I think its your turn.

Good job.
Well Done.
You played me.
Have fun.
Becuase im gone.
And youve lost.
The thing you won.
Your back up is gone.

Hey, Could you please take a look at some of my latest poems.
Thnx.
Sleeping Beauty.

To loose you would be h e l l.
To Forget you would be h e a v e n.