Time for a change, my voice implied
As my bleak words reached suicide...

The yellow core of your innocence
Seeping through the white...

Flicking Through Pages Of you
Of Things Id ought to know...

Lights on.
I put myself to bed , a bed of self pity. With a...

The wind it speaks to me
Singing songs of you...

Each petal that falls
Creates herself a bed...

The rain fell down strong
Yet the sun smiled bright...

These big businesses bullying
Demanding so much more...

* More of a short story than a poem*
I went to her house.Late. Very Late. When i saw...

A beauty so refined
An elegance all too clear...

Its always times like this
Where i wish away my life...

Love is just a word
I thought to myself...