For now I am no longer with them.My mother,so sweet, and my lover, so kind.It's too late to say anything,except... good-bye...

~*~From my poem, "It's too late..."~*~

Into the wee hours of the night
I sit and ponder all in my life
With silver tears I cry for you

Sheltered existence shattered
Not that any of it really mattered
Shes seen deaths of loved ones

--Me bored but cant write a poem

U get use to dieing inside if all u do is cry

Tears rolled down her cheeks as blood rolled down her wrist saying"y did i end it like this."

Life is much happier with a knife in one hand and a goodbye letter in the other.

Cover my tears with a fake smile,
Hold it back and try not to cry,
Live another day just wanting to die...

Toight you died and it was all my fault i let you go out there in the world alone im sorry people say you are just a cat but you arent you were my best friend

Can you count to three and take those pills??How many people could??

A broken heart a lost soul a blood covered knife can you guess what comes next?

44 caliber love letter...but this one is straight to my head..blood spatters the clouds..and the pavement a shiny red

if you like htis you might want to read my poem..As I Lay Dying..as it is a stanza from it