Music runs through my vines like blood.
flowing through my body like a virus with no cure...

A Poet thinks know thoughts.
A Poet writes words with no meaning to its...

Words from my mouth to your ear to tell you things...
my heart Say's yes but my mind Say's no...

There are thoughts in my mind all the time.
I contently think thoughts that my mind can hear...

The way you make me feel inside is a warm...
My body heats up when I'm around you...

Life is a struggle stuck in a dark hole.
Lost souls of spirits untold...