Sometimes I think about what it's like,
To have a normal dad...
Blank pages staring in my face
Swirl of wind throws sand at me...
This is no soft graceful dream its a hidden mask...
i warn thee now its a black dream where people are...
Looking in the mirror
i see the same person that was there before you...
Tears streak my face as I fall to the ground
I cannot hold myself up, I’m too weak...
I hate the way it hurts inside when you refuse to...
I hate the way my heart beats slow when I remember...
My mind is cruel and unkind.
It seems like i lost myself, i am no longer me...
Protected resistance that guards the caged known
Open eyes cant escape to see what is disproved...
Thought i was moving on
thought i was staying strong...
Here there be dragons.
But there not all mine...
The story of now
is sweet and bitter...
It only seems that all i write is sad poems
happiness is not much of a cause my memory can...