One more day, another way
Of getting thin...

Its been a while
Since I confronted you close friend...

You once said to me
Be like the wind, innocent but dangerous...

One punch, two. Three or four
By that time I hit the floor...

Okay, this poem means alot to me. so please...
We find we spend half our lives...

Forget me now, forget me never
Hold me close, now and forever...

Breathing in oxygen that hits you like poison
Wincing in pain to every move you make...

I cried today, emptied my soul once again
Forgot all the pain, all that could be forgotten...

Being selfish comes naturally to me
Its what Ive grown up expected to do...

Very old poem! would really mean alot if u rated...
il return...

This pen still waits, it always does
Calling my name...

Very meaningful to me,please rate and comment.will...
Doors are slamming, again...