All this damn poetry
Has rotted me to my core...
My fragile hands
Will always clench of anger...
Poor little child has no clue,
She sees her mommy smiling and thinks everything...
Heavy on my back
Are wings black as night...
My life
how do I exlain it...
I sit in the classroom,
staring out the window...
I look at my friends and they seem so happy.
Can i ever be that happy...
It seizes you when you are pulling out of the...
swerving to avoid the curb, as you try to keep it...
Here I am
lost in thought...
Sweet, sweet depression
Your pressure is here again...
My haunted eyes spring open
as my trembling body leaps up...
Surrounded by a darkness as black as a demon's...
I am left searching for the one I lost...