As two trains pass in the night I caught a face in...
it was mine going both ways a silhouette was...
(this is one of my very first poems..
please bear with me.. i'm still new at this...
Beautiful and amazing
She was, that girl...
From twisted vines to empty hearts
And sanctuaries came and gone...
Lost my heart
blinded by lust...
My heart is poundin
as l count every singe...
Okay heres the deal. i havn't written any of my...
i'll slit my wrists if i want...
A ninja has real talent and patience,
To hold for one maneuver one position...
Living within a life
That has no meaning...
Thoughts linger in my mind
What they are, I can't find...
I am old
As the blackest eternity...
I see myself. But is it really me?
I cannot tell if III am what I see...