Hes that solider on the front line the one im...
Afraid they will get the call that says hes been...
In a place so complacent,
where a sea of grass sprawls...
The true me is not the guy you see. I'm a monster...
Sometimes I go insane
I lose it when they judge me...
Sometimes...
When a soul is caged,
trapped in bars, etched...
Why do you lie to me?
Mom, just tell me the truth...
Ive been pushed away only to be brought back again...
We all have an attic, the repository of unwanted...
Dusty, old, the cobwebs lie in wait for visitors...
Her face wore a blizzard
as the curtain bid adieu...
You didn't ask me
"how are you?"...
I used to take many
showers, daily...