Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2013
Pardon my word; understand me that life is covered in a dark veil of ominous textures
Enough with life long lectures
No time for adventures
It’s time to catcher

No time to fail, the past is dead
No words can be said
Inside my eyes spells red
Father said, no words to be plead

Pardon my word; understand me that life treasures are far from the ordinary, go ahead and smile. When you realize that you’re a traitor, I've called the dealer
Life is such a cheater

Cry all you want, no one will ever hear you

Pardon my word; understand me you have no freedom
Mike Fashé
Written by
Mike Fashé  Htx
(Htx)   
943
   st64
Please log in to view and add comments on poems