Too desperate to care
How desperate I look...
The autumn winds blow
cold and fierce...
Rain tapping on the glass
Reflecting the storm outside...
Listen to me now,
I'm not what I want...
Grab my heart, rip it out
squeeze it free it from blood...
This day of thought
and night of rest...
This is another poem i wrote about the Holocaust...
What happens when you're all alone...
They spoke of tortured souls,
So outrageous the devils toll...
Black Devil tears fall dew on the morning's grass,
Giving re-growth to the misery that gave last...
Its not a poem...
Hey (insert name here when i decide who actually...
I don't get looked at anymore
my shoulder still catches your tears...
Water runs down my face.
Splash the waves of pain crash...