Darkness crept the horizon
Such vivid sight...
In a room of pure darkness i pick up my pen ,
my trembling hand wipes away the mascara stained...
Crack...
goes my pen...
The day you found that rope,
you put it around our necks...
Tell me if you're going to be alright
That I shouldn't worry at all because you won't...
Without you, I won't die,
but I never promised not to cry...
I see them sitting there, so pretty.
Sitting there and staring right at me...
My feelings for her blazed,
slowly and slowly like first light on the land...
The problem with not believing
is the world is plain and grey...
Poem: I Cry In Thoughts
2010...
Leisurely she wanders
tiptoeing, gallivanting and...
I waited in the early summer sun
for you to arrive...