You used to laugh and collect your favorite photographs
but now you can't 'cause you hate the past

He stood in the corner
cigarette in hand
you could tell by his eyes
he was a wanted man

One more chance? asked he delighted
And i said no, i could not fight it
In my grave i listen and cry
For the song he sings with every lie.

sing..sing...it'll be okay.
sweet boy sing..it'll be okay.

-new poem

The days keep coming back to me
But i dont even want to bother
Im trying to cure my own depression
Yet i fear i'm falling farther

"all the love was gone when he found out he was wrong"

Words seem too strong a power for such a frail thing as humanity who fears not only themselves but an unknown, yet everlasting, reality

-meditative mind (im sure itll end up a poem)

The days were harder, that they knew, but persisted to ignore
and so like smiles, they faked their shock, when they walked through the door

-new poem "her road pt.1"

I believe what doesnt kill you makes you...stranger

Everyone that crossed my path,
left me with my darkest half

Turnd out that i was wrong
drugs are bad i don't belong
momy gave up, dady dyd
i watcd my sister as she cried
and thru the pain i bled & bled
hoping u would want me dead
watcd the stars before the jump
finally running off this dump