The day you found that rope,
you put it around our necks...
Memories still fresh in my mind, To Me your still...
I can't quite understand, that things are now not...
Watch little girl
As daddy drives away...
Sittin here, I watch these cars go by.
Sometimes I just wish...
This old guitar
singing the same song...
I miss you grandad
you use to always smile whenever i was near, you...
She was going through her things
Picking up around her room...
The problem with not believing
is the world is plain and grey...
When I'm gone,
release me let me go...
If I were a dewdrop running aimlessly on your lame...
as the kids play with iridescent bubbles...
I am falling
Falling into a hole...
I wrote this poem for my friend casey and his...
i didnt want it to happen i cant believe its real...