Written December 19, 2005
Eating away at my soul, is a demon I can't...
A giggle, a laugh, a smile or two
A black eye, a cracked rib, a lie or two...
Imma tell you
what i got to...
Little blue bird can you keep a secret? There's...
&you wont even look at me?
really...
*Written 2-4-07.
It's hard to believe in summer...
Usually in times like these,
Where the path is shadowed and rough...
Depression isn't always suicide.
Depression eats your insides with a smiles on its...
I find it kind of funny
And I find it kind of sad...
Soft sand caresses my feet,
as I tread the virgin beach...
You'll remember me ..
When the wind blows your hair...
The police answered a called
A body found by the underpass...