Romantic place
Pretty face...
In a world black and cold
Everything can be sold...
I am torn apart by my actions
The lies and the pain...
Butterfly flitting to the open sky
Soft wings so beautiful...
In a world this complex
Where do i belong...
A small hand
wrapped around a finger...
You get done yelling at her
she goes back to her room...
This poem is dedicated to my deceased Dalmatian...
Broken to the world I was forever alone...
Sweet innocent laughter abound
Are treasures of your home...
I'm so sick, of feeling like
something is trying to tear my heart out...
I can't be what you need,
I can't be the perfect friend everyone is asking...
I'm sorry I need to go,
I'm sorry for causing all that drama...