Mama, i killed someone-- I cut her throat and drowned her to death. She stabbed me several times and so i choked her. Mama, im afraid; will they know i am the murderer? I buried her body somewhere not far. Now dead men tell no tales. Mama, i killed someone-- I killed her in my poem.
The sea is full of secrets; undiscovered lies and deceiving waves-- with an odd lay. Like a fathomless man which conceals the most heart-rending tales And only a few could sense the depth it owns.
A great consolation--it may seem. But do not let it's allurement outwit you.
If i just have the courage then i wouldn't waste any ink, To tell the world im in blue in a blink. If only i can speak and shout--- then mortals will know im in pain with no doubt.
I've been rejected I failed many times I've taken so many people for granted I made horrible mistakes I cried I almost quit My circle of friends are now slowly decreasing I beg for forgiveness I lied I cheated I lost important people in my life I waited I loved and i let go