Why am i here to suffer this pain?
why should i care what have i to gain...
Just as my 'Gay Pride' poem, I know this is going...
As I stare at the wall, keeping the bad memories...
Trying to get the pain away, I wonder...
Wax butterflies glitter in the air,
As the sun beats down upon...
Murder in the dark,
Lays a blackened heart...
He stands up covered in mud
Water fills his eyes...
No, your right, I am not tough
Yes, every night I cry...
My nails are coloured black.
My hair covers my eyes...
I am bleeding on the inside
more and more each day your away...
Tears roll down her cheeks when she's alone,
Sitting beneath the nights blackened dull sky...
There is a river near
Rushing waters pass through...
Wandering in darkness grope,
Finding not a glimpse of hope...