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...
By one golden star,
where would you go in the dark...
I see them,
And my eyes begin to match my heart...