Standing at the foot of his bed, where she use to...
Staring at the indentation, he starts to weep...
Not a poem but how i am feeling at the moment.
First thanksgiving without you here then it will...
The veins inside me become but dust.
Dead end, the heart machine is broken, shaded with...
My eyes are misty with unshed tears,
Cringing from the pain of not feeling you near...
A lovely darkness spreads crossed frozen earth
it's a peaceful night in the sounds of nothing...
Althrough my life I worked
Entertained people with all my heart...
Sleepless nights,
Endless sighs...
As I sat there in English class, I
stared at the girl next to me...
One day a man will come to see,
What's in my heart and try to feel...
I'm beginning to really miss your touch,
your voice...
He said,"I can watch your dedication but not...
The artwork of extreme sadness,
Isn't about the overcoming of despair...