Sometimes life can really ****
To where i could barely give a ****
The blood pours and drips.
As my skin rips.
I can feel the rush.
As my dreams are crushed.
Im told poetry helps.
As i write down my cries and yelps.
I dont want anyone to ever dare try to care.
Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 12:56 PM UTC
Sometimes life can really ****
To where i could barely give a ****
The blood pours and drips.
As my skin rips.
I can feel the rush.
As my dreams are crushed.
Im told poetry helps.
As i write down my cries and yelps.
I dont want anyone to ever dare try to care.