Summers all in bloom
yet were in the gloom...

Love is the
water in my palms...

My body has 2 legs
My soul has 4...

Ontop a rocky mountain high
Sits a lone shadow in darkness...

What is depression?
Its living with sorrow...

The sun is waking
I paint the picture...

Dark eyes peered from behind her hood
Eyes so dark yet shining brighter than the sun...

Day of the Dawning Death...

(This Love is) Delicate
-dedicated to two of my best friends, who are in...

~i know this poem is different, but it is...
Trains...

Two hearts molding. into one.
something burning. has begun...

A book that has been finished
A story now already told...