I've probably written a thousand poems
To the various girls that I have met...

Intimate secretions
volatile joy...

A vile poison has crawled down my throat
A dull ache has penetrated my heart...

Empty feelings
Dreaded thoughts...

Slowly dragging the stainless
Steel across my vein...

A tear has fallen, a smile has gone.
Her eyes shall never see the dawn...

They say a drunk mans words are a sober mans...
They say if your wasted you're not straight enough...

My dearest child,
You never got to play ball...

We met not so long ago,
For some reason, it felt so right...

In just a few days,
I will be gone...

When I first joined this website.
I was going through Hell...

I know for long I won't be here,
But do they even see...