She lived within a cave dwelling
past few years or so...
I never meant to make her cry,
everyone grieves differently and...
I find no beauty
rest within you, as you paint...
Her universe is tilted to the rising moon,
lighting up the walls of her dismay...
My soul it has, made a new mate
One who can only deteriorate...
Screaming raged throughout the hallways—
a lonely voice which scratched the walls...
what are scars
where do they come from...
In dark dark fumes of flames
In dark caves of no promises...
They said, holding on to this narrow ledge, slowly...
Too much weight on my shoulders to keep up...
Just a normal morning, nothing to fear.
Just a school day, a Friday...
Death-
He comes in forms of fake smiles...
Death is part of life
it lives inside of us...