Harley Morriss Poems

the egg of life,
or,
the egg of death,
which is it,
...

u cut me
then u cut me,
again,
i loved u,
...

i'm alone....
well....
here with death....
fighting and losing....
...

scared of nothing,
large,
sharp,
shadowed in darkness,
...

where am i....
i'm all alone....
i'm in a hole bleeding....
dieing by kirilee's request....
...

i'm alone....
in the park....
watching the wind in the trees....
watching my life tick away....
...

i'm the Goth rocker
i live to rock and rap
i have no love
no freinds
...

the pain
the pain that kiri won't 4give me
...

War is like hell,
After the bullet went through my chest,
I felt the touch of death,
Listening to bombs hitting the ground,
...

the knife
from her draw
in her wrist
a big move
...