I heard that the sun was bright,
tried to open up my eyes...
- I don't know if this really qualifies as a poem...
The pot bubbled. As the stew continued to heat...
Body so weak
Cancer Taking over...
Innocent, with little knowlege.
Her view on life naive...
Before you,
the palms of my hands...
Windows chattering in the wind--
doors laughing away...
Going numb and feeling nothing
rape me again bff...
I feel so alone
just sitting in my corner...
Why am I such a fool...
To believe someone like you...
I stood right there,
with tears in my eyes...
Rusty and scarred,
a piece of history...
Chemical in my system
Effecting my brain...