She screams and she cries
she shakes and she bleeds...
Time keeps slipping by
like sand through an hourglass...
Slowly the days go by
Without you by my side...
It started with a virgin red rose,
in the beginning of spring...
In dark of night she wisps away
Each rosy memory to keep...
Shattered glass breaks through the ground
Confining the flames of a desperate desire...
-Note: This poem is for an in club challenge where...
I observed...
So I pack a few things and he takes me away from...
then I realize I did not know and ask him his name...
This world is to cold
It holds no hope for me or you...
" To who loses him nothing
To who wins him nothing...
Hear the chimes of echoed hurt.
The pain has come to try and flirt...
Walls painted sickly green,
I can feel their screaming in my head...