Shh....speak not, my dear.
Your words slip too smoothly across my skin...
*guys , i hope you like it....and enjoy reading...
My eyes are shut for now it seems the only way...
The scene of the crime
Glance elsewhere...
Theses are all my emo poems and the last one is my...
(Emo Kid...
MAY 16TH 2008 #102...
Home alone
no one to stop me...
Now in the throes of that one soundless melody,
He truly opens his eyes for the first time...
The storm blew in quickly
with the wind that took my breath away...
The only sound that echoes through the night is...
The only ones who remained are the dead...
Every insecurity reflects a thousand times
upon these brilliant, shattered surfaces...
Looking blindly around me,
not seeing any of the sights...
My reverse hidden in the mirror
Eyes shadowed...