Biography of something changing
most of my poems are old. they suck. but for the sake of nostalgia, i've left them here. maybe you'll enjoy them. that is doubtful. however, i've started posting some new stuff. maybe you'll like that. maybe it sucks too. maybe, if you read all of my work, you can see how i've changed. maybe you can track the evolution of my mind, my depression, my healing, my regression, my heart. i appreciate comments, whether they be irrelevant, critical, or simply lovely.
something changing Poems
I Hate It
i hate this stupid world and the place i have in it i hate this stupid house and the life that its finished
dear brother will i ever see you again? or have i lost another friend? i know you had to go
tears fall hearts break when you lose it all smiles are fake
Laughing In Life's Face
Life is cruel Life is pain Life is nothing But guilt and shame
as the snare clicks my feet hit the ground steady with the beat i can't look around
This Heart Of Mine
this heart of mine cries tears still because still he is gone a ghost of memory
my heart has stopped my soul has gone i am dead
Stupid blade You think you know me I hear you call my name But in fact
again... can i go through this again? at least there's not as much attachment
i have to try to remember your voice or else i can't hear it your laugh eludes me
I'm sorry I failed again I just keep letting you down And I'm sure it'll happen again
What Are You Afraid Of?
what are you afraid of? are you just like me with a fear of your own thoughts and having no one but yourself as company?
Future? Such an interesting concept Ideas and plans Already laid out in front of you
this is the point where everything breaks down where my walls crumble
What is this they say
That someone has died?
Who has ruined this day
By losing their life?
I'm afraid I heard wrong
No, that cannot be right.
Not you who sings songs
And laughs with such might.