

Seperable TimesI'm all alone, and there's nothing left. I sit in my room and remember the days, the days when we laughed, we smiled and cried. With a sweet connection, and inseperable times. Now i sit single, and the time seems so dull. There are no more smiles... laughter..... or cries..... I just sit, and i watch, as these days, They pass by.Seperable Times


In Limbowhispers from within the night have crept upon my bed....In Limbo
there's no one there, it's in my head, it's only 12 am..
i sit up in discomfort, and i try to wake the dead.
but there's no one there. i can't be heard, i wish i hadn't slept.
the teeth it bares are cutting me, they're cutting me within.
i take the pain, i stay in bed, i try to disappear.
the vile moans, the monstrous groans, the red within is real..
i am it's love, oust deepest hate, my innocence he's raped.
a vile life, a sinister world, the hardest thing i've ever faced. &nbs
I think i'm a good poet.
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