Well let's see, I haven't updated this since my brother died so I guees I'll do it now. My brother's been dead for 4 years, and his son for 3. Currently, I'm working to heal from the depression that came to me afterwards. The poems on this account all belongs to my brother aside from two, I didn't want to delete any of his work. Want to know more you can message me and I'll answer what I can. -Adam |
My sweetest love,
is already taken...
In the dark,
when no one is up...
I wish i had someone to love me,
like i used to...
***a poem from my 3 year old***
daddy...
Heres the link to the image for this poem. its a...
loving you is what...
Contest poem
from the time that you left...
Then::
I was sixteen...
When you think that I am not around,
and you use that shirt to muffle your painful...
The more you and I talk,
the more i feel like i already know everything...
Too many things to say, |
Easy way to die... just jump from a plane in the sky |
Dead as slience...slience as death...nothing is the same after ur last breath |