I wrote this poem, not because I am going to kill...
Alone, sitting under the sky...

I hold on so tight, to that necklace
That you gave me a time ago...

Do you take pleasure in what you do?
Obliterating all my ecstasy...

Convey to me why we could never be
I love you more than love itself...

I wait for him to knock at the door
But, wait there’s more...

You’re my pain giving drug
And I’m the victimize drug...

Please comment on this!!
For you I will stay as pure as a dove...

Will you please comment, they mean a lot to me!
My soul is like a cloudy night...

I set my heart before you
For once, see my point-of-view...

This is for David
Your comments matter...