I'm just a dumb little child from Canada. I got my inspiration from a friend's work which is simply excellent. I do my best work when I am seriously depressed or pissed off.. Even though most of my poems are garbage |
Falling to my knees in a puddle of blood
I try to scream but I have no say...
Things of the past
Meant to be forgotten...
Betrayed and Broken
Back stabbed and left out...
You say your done with it
But I see through lips unwilling...
My life in turmoil
The voices never quell...
To the one I love, prepare to die. |
I just lay in bed and gaze into the stars and wonder... what happened to my roof? |
When we all search for "the one", It's hard not to be fooled by decoys |