Hey, my name is Sidney and my poems seem so.... pathetic now.... i read over them and laugh. what was i thinking? my soul isn't black... i'm not suicidal.... oh well... |
Hold on to the nightmares darling
nothing can bring you down now...
Darling,
you're a living oxymoron...
Lullaby-
cold diversion...
Trust,
love, friendship...
I can't love you,
after only two days...