On a Glass Next To Me
There Sits a Dying Rose...
Was all of this just a big fake?
I miss you so much, i don't wanna wait...
This is the last time
anybody will ever see me...
All those broken promises
Made, oh, so long ago...
Whether or not you love me
I can say that I love you...
An Endless Tear
Dropping Down my cheek...
*please read and comment it would mean alot, this...
Stuck in the middle...
If you want to understand this poem a little bit...
*this is very long... but please read and comment*
The times had very much changed...
These memories are choking me,
And I'm struggling for air...
I count his footsteps
to my dismay...
I've splattered scraps of metaphors
and strings of heartache...