I got nothing
Nothing left...
Ive felt these scars before- Ive bleed like this...
Ive cut these wounds before- ive covered my self...
Broken & Bleeding
Scarred & Stitched...
A tale that is never said out loud
For another ear to hear or crowd...
Your voice begins
To hear your voice makes me grown...
I am a bird that doesn't know how to fly.
I look at things in search of why...
Why?
Why do I say what I say...
When I read poetry
it makes me want to write...
Ok here is some time
writing you this, call it a love crime...
All alone in a room full of people
They all just stop and stare...
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep...
I'm falling into the shadows
I'm drowning in the oceans...