I want anyone reading my stuff to be BRUTALLY HONEST! no matter who you are! i want the truth and not feathery lies on my poems that would otherwise suck, i hope you never FEEL that way about them ;) but i want the truth,and thats all i can ask of you. hope you like em =). |
The clouds gather,
the darkness surrounds...
When fools rush in--
when a man marches against the odds...
The sun blitzing down her back in a cloud of...
how I wish I could run my hand through her hair...
I sit at home.
All alone...
The sun blitzing down her back in a cloud of...
how I wish I could run my hand through her hair...
Even the earth, so rigid, can move.
Even air, so devoid, can be filled...
I see her walking,
she keeps on talking...
My thoughts in my head,
screaming, writhing, pleading to get out...
No one should stand in a corner...there's less sides to be loved from... |
With enough effort, |
When love comes around we fall hard-- |