No matter how many poems I create,
Or how many times I write...

:-(
She looks in the mirror...

** I know it's long, but if you have time, please...
I watched you from a distance...

Inside my tattered body,
There lies a broken heart...

Don't roll the dice,
If you can't play the game...

Don't laugh because I'm different,
Or because I'm not just like you...

I pound these keys to prove a point,
A point that will never be heard...

Your cruel, sick world surrounds my life,
These wounds bleed my mind dry...

This room- my trapping,
With nothing so great...

Life is raping me,
Leaving nothing unsaid...

This is how it goes,
Barely ever does it differ...

If Only
If only you could be here...