To Whom it may concern;

Do You remember
that last night
in December?
1987

Thirty years ago today
I found You the love of my life
We shared a beautiful journey
Filled with wonderful moments
of the greatest grandeur of sublimity.

Remember.

We together.

Nothing will ever be as good.
We were still then young.

Now We are growing old.
Never can we be young
and in love again.

Goodbye my Love.

-R.
-LA

-4MAR

To Whom it may concern;

Today marks fifteen years
that have come and gone
since you left me there alone

Now I have made my way
back up to where together
We once belonged

But still I will probably
die of a broken heart
The broken heart
You left me to endure
all along.

-R.

2.17.18
-LA

-4MAR

Almost is not
near enough.

-R.

to err is Human
to forgive, Divine.

Night couldn't come fast enough for you.
I spoke using pearls but all you saw was me,
For what was outside .
You said **** my intent ,
You just want what's outside.
Little did you know that inside me
There is a heart that longs for yours.
Deeply I must confess you body it is the best.
Of all beings id ever layen eyes on.
Unlike your poems which remain unseen.
Your personality it beams.
More radiant then the star which feeds light to plants,
And it more meaningful to me.
But all I see in you you can't see.
For this my eyes pour out salty seas.
It because your mind is clouded by society.
Well your beautiful to thee,
DysFuckstional creep.

My mind is tucked up.
Let's cry and self harm.
Then **** our school.
Use your blade to peel their skin.
Then tie them down and watch them wince.
Cut them,cut them,cut them
Watch them bleed
**** the evil,bathe in their sin
******,****** I love the blood
I'm salty supposedly
I hate you you cause my sin
I'm salty but mentally you assault me
Take me away from this place fake lord.
Ooh don't worry I'll help myself.
I saw my wrist but I don't mind.
I like my pain it helps me think.
About my my ways and all my sins.
Shut up, shut up,
Voices in my head.
You think that I will be dead.
Drown out the voices in my brain.
I'll sink them in my ****** pain.
Till my veins run out of juice.
Drain me,hurt me
I'm already dead.
So **** me, **** me
Help me reach my end.

Drugs have left me numb.
My doctor gave me some.
So high I can't believe.
I love it,
I need it,
My doctor says it helps easee me
Their easeeing izzie
Change me , break me
Love me,hate me
Warp my being.
I have fake friends and progamable teachers.
Ordered to do as they do.
Empty of everything especially opinion unless it has with it gods intent.
This is all done to prevent separation
(Once more there is still segregation)
This only incites rebellion in me.
I hate this place so how do I escape.
Do I run or stay and go away in another way.
South parks advice is to just quit twitter.
This world isn't worth it to scaredto **** myself.
So I cut ,cut and cut my wrist
To take away my strife and find bliss.