.: 1:17 am poetry :.
Every thing is gonna be alright, be strong, believe - Yellow Card
I need this to get better.
Why do I care so much
hate is such a strong word
but it would express this
but as lonely as i am
i'm beginning to miss...
shoot the windows thro
glass spears my heart
cover your eyes
this will tear you apart
lay me on the ground
stick ur gun to my head
i'll just smile with a single tear and whisper
"i'm not ready to be dead"
write uneven on this page
think of the past, just weeks away
head in my hands, blood
is what i've had to pay
Thinking is a beginning
but imagination is the truth
so lets pretend this isn't over
though we have no solid proof
bye?