For most of my life
I was considered...
Is it crying with out tears?
Does it count with out the waterfall...
I don't wanna rhyme today,
but I had to write this verse...
He respects my cold silence.
Understands when I start to triple check...
Intro:
In this series of poems I will tell about my...
Mourning the death of spiders
In a mausoleum made of maggots...
Something's in the corner crouching
- a small child that turns its head revealing its...
There is an intersection
within my imagination...
A suicide
I stretch the years as long as i can...
I want to not get upset n over think stuff I want...
Trying to stay strong but slowly dying on the...
A poisoned fog they prayed for
Comes rolling from the lake...