These are the words of which I regret least...
A knife disguised distantly as another tongue...
Close your eyes and breath in now your me
You will now see from my eyes what its like to be...
Piece by piece,
slices here, slices there...
I feel a little saddened!
And my eyes desire to bleed...
Melody speaks beyond the trees
Yearning for her spirit to sing...
I am a beautiful disaster
I am a perfect mess...
(This is my first poem attempt, negative and...
Sometimes I just think
how I am supposed to feel...
Tell me numbers
mixed with riddles...
Close your eyes and listen...
Do you hear that...
Nights like these, I can't tell if I love her or...
I'm obsessed equally with the faint...
hysterical,
where is the miracle...