Sometimes I wake to
Think this will be the day i...

This poem was made very recently, I had to write...

They said, holding on to this narrow ledge, slowly...
Too much weight on my shoulders to keep up...

Disqualification, the
Student begins to cry, quite...

It's not my favourite colour.
But it's my favourite on you...

You only do this for you.
Not thinking about me...

Even though the sun
Shines down on me this day...

The chill down my spine,
This icy spider bites hard...

From the day we met
And the day we depart, I...

The pumpkin returns
With flaming sinister grins...

Lonely, is how I feel when I'm you're not here.
Unfortunately I know you don't feel the same...

By the way you walk.
And the way you talk...