Stolen and taken away from me
The happiness the love that I used to see...

Black eyeliner smudged under her eyes
As she sits there and cries...

I was close but not close enough
To dieing right then and there...

A poem is like a story but is more expressed and...
It other tells the story about the writer or...

Pale white faces and the darkest of dark eyes
Silence in there voices Silence in there cries...

I got a phone call one day
There was a man on the other side...

We come to a place where everything is new
The grass is so green and the sky is so blue...

Cruel words that have been spoken
This is the world today...

For all those lonely humans who never get heard
Having to lie to them selfs there identity's...

Happy Fathers Day to you my dad
I made you this poem and I hope your glad...

Whats the point of living anyway
When I am dieing everyday...

Where are we going mummy
As the rain falls down when it hits the pavement...