They think I really care, emotions I understand, yet hate is what I love, pushed with a violent shove.
I seem like a caring friend, compassion is what you need, draining of your emotions, off your pain I feed.
Fill me with your trust, hearing your weaknesses is a must.
Trusting me was your biggest mistake, as soon as the pain comes, you I will quickly forsake.
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Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!
Down the jet stairs, Down with a scream. Catching the whispers But Losing the dream.
I'm in love with a girl that wants me dead. Her name is Ana and she lives in my head..
The leaf flutters in the breeze Moving away from home tree Following a new path Watch it go, just let it be.
Flowers fill the air With beauty you can smell Spring is here at last That's one thing I can tell.
She smokes like a blown engine. Not lady like but that would be my own opinion .Achieve my own dominion, ruling with an iron fist .
Where have I been. A mystery to ponder... Yet now I am back, from said place that is yonder... I have been away, due to deceit and lies... But now I return, with even more love, for you opuss guys =).
How we suffer for the whole, Which yet accomplishes zero. Mind and beast ripped to poles For a collective built by heroes..
Darkness fills this room, the floors stained in red, is this truly a dream or am I really dead. Void of light, the dark fills my head, visions of violence, wishing I was dead.
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