I ask you to bare witness to the things I have...
To the atrocities and foulness committed...
Is it true you light the dark side of the moon?
Like a white sheet in the sun on a sunny...
Would time remember me
if I stood right by the horizon...
The leaves are falling and the clouds hold rain.
The graves are calling each other's names...
I picked it up from the ground as she jogged by;
it fell from the pocket of a hoodie tied around...
Dedicated to my dear friend Sandra, who has fallen...
I feel I'm growing older
as my dark hair starts to grey...
Beneath the sun lay blackened crows,
the only shade in sight...
Gaze upon the starry sky.
Find me a reason to pass you by...
Five "Tea"s do I count,
but "Coffee"s only three...
Dreaming
Look away...
Give an inch, take a mile,
deceived by lowly banter...