Give, give, and give some more
thats all you ever asked from me...
I hate you
how could you do this to me...
When you look into my eyes
Can you see into my soul...
The pain of losing you
Is killing me deep inside...
Blood Stained Poetry
how I express me...
Pain, quick and sharp.
You struck me after I listened to you harp...
I look at this picture
It shows nothing...
Falling on the ground so cold,
These childish feelings are growing old...
Would you care if I
died tomorrow? as I...
Friends ask the question, sometimes twice
with a shrug I give the standard reply...
It's started again. The pain has returned.
As the fire in my heart that once burned...
He doesn't know how to smile
holding things inside...