I now rarely post poems, as i can't think of any thing worth writing. |
Depression, aggression, fear inside its speaks out...
We may sing, we may dance but inside we are still...
Inside I crumble there's a secret I hide,
With many more tear yet to be cried...
The sun shines brightly in the summers air
while spiders spin their webs gallantly down the...
You brighten my soul,
You enlighten my life...
A soulless life leads me to this place,
of nothingness...
No matter how depressing the truth may be, life still goes on. |
Somedays may seem to hard to bear, but in the end your always there. |
If love is pure then love is you. |