I almost died last night,
I only died that night.
I filled myself to the brim with poison,
And I swear I died that night.
Stumbled around the treehouse,
I swear I had no sight.
I had all my friends worried,
That I would die that night.
So now I'm hearing stories,
the truth comes out of my plight.
How I did and said stupid things,
and how I almost died that night.
I'm sorry to burden you with my body,
I'm sorry I vomited on the floor.
I'm sorry that I layed in your bed,
Drenched in used Chipotle.
I'm sorry I called you the wrong name,
but everything about me that night was wrong.

I almost died last night,
but I'm still alive.
Throw up in my hair,
tears in my eyes.

He can't seem to go on,
He doesn't seem too fine.
No one seems to notice
the Demons in his Mind.
.
He doesn't seem to care much,
He doesn't have much time.
You better take a good look,
Cause this will be his last crime.
.
He won't show his pain,
Cause no one seems to get.
He's just like another,
With Demons inside his Head.

- the boy who writes, Aks.

I can see it



There
                   off in the distance.

So                                        far
     I can barely make it out

Its bright
                 beautiful

magnificent to
                                                   behold.

      My future riddled with apprehension and doubt
my destiny a blank puzzle.






Yet                     still
              I
see                      it

Over          ­                       m
                                      o       u
                                   n             t
                                a                     i  
                                           n
Over      r
            o  c
              k

Through          ­                d                  a                 n
                                                   g                 e                     r
and            t
                  r
                    i
                  a
                    l
H a r d s h i p  
                                                             ­                                   and s u f f e r i n g

It lies
                                    waiting for me to appear.

Waiting
                      for
                                   me
                                              to
                                                                ­        appear.

From so far away
I can see it.

We flew too high in that azure sky
In those days of me and you
Both soaring each adoring
But secretly we knew
  
A love so fast just couldn't last
Oh grief when passion fails
And all that’s left to us bereft
Are fading vapour trails