Sweet sixteen; a lonely girl,
Unaware of what was to unfurl...

Wings and halo only shown to those close,
F.u.c.k with me and you'll get more than your...

Angelic black; a starry night,
Broken are my wings of flight...

All my thoughts taking control,
All this pain; it is taking its toll...

From the ground rich beneath,
The gift of life earth doth bequeath...

Walking through the cemetery at night,
Markings together all so trite...

Maybe it’s best if I keep out of shit,
All this pressure; I’m so sick of it...

Everything changes all so fast,
Many things becoming part of the past...

One of my poems i wrote in jail about an ex-lover...
I'll give you all you ever wanted...

Don’t let shit get you down,
Stop, drop, and turn the f.u.c.k around...

What can life offer me?
Chaos? Bloodshed? Tragedy...

I sit alone and begin to write,
Watching the day fade to night...