They called her emo
They called her freak...
My life is a mess
Its too late you see...
I sit here, laying in bed,
with crazy thoughts in my head...
Every poet has a specific target
what makes one keep on writing...
Careful strokes caress,
carving formless to perfection...
Darkness caving in
Lost in this immense jungle...
You are the one who created the rivers with your...
For something you can't find that is ever so dear...
Look at me now and you see death as all that I...
The price I paid for love to some may seem great...
Out of the darkness
and into the light...
Day in and day out, he gets weaker. His cancer...
Everything's dark, I hear a door slam
I'm in the cage again, I hear everyone judging me...
It's hard to describe how I feel right now
I want to explain it but I don't know how...