My first poem in over 6 months =]
Thoughts scattered like color patterns of broken...
I am walking though these halls
With my perfect mask in place...
A blackened sun in a purple sky,
Oh how I wish that I could fly...
I'm so beaten and bruised,
You don't seem to even care...
She's beautiful. She's thin.
She has the 'beauty within...
I can hear it coming.
Its coming to get me...
Thought you were my sun,
When the skies were painted grey...
Her eyes are like a window,
but all you'll see is rain...
As I play my guitar
In sorrow and heartbreak...
I saw no eyes,
No boyish grin...
You can wonder all day long what it'll be like to...
When I was a little girl
I was afraid of the boogyman...