The death of the young boy was sad
no one ever knew all the problems he had...
The night falls in a heavy,
suffocating cloak, cold and alone are we...
Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death...
*I hope some of you understand this poem-It's a...
Shes old...
I can not put into words how i feel
this just seems unreal...
She sits up on her bed, with a pencil in hand
thoughts racing thru mind; thoughts she cant stand...
The tourcher that you've put me through.
Since the day you left...
Laying upon her bed, alone in the dark, her eyes...
Standing in the dark
alone in a place...
On days that i think about you i cry i think about...
r.i.p. grandma...
Come forth your solid anger and
Release from your body...
Drowning alone I gasp for air
Coldness creeps over my skin...