I cant go on anymore
I cant live like this...
Julio lives in Indonesia,
these small islands...
Do they deserve names?
Do they even care...
Who I am,
Is for me to know...
Angels of heaven, warm hands of light,
Protect every day, watch over at night...
Perhaps this will be the only poem
I will ever unclothe with sadness...
She hides the pain she goes through,
Home is like a war zone...
Truth is real friends
are like the boogeyman children see at night...
Pride
Ends...
I want to write about you
before I forget about you...
She just wants to lay in the warm sun
Laugh, smile and have some fun...
If you can't say you miss me.
Or prove it in any way...