Christopher's Dead Poems
|81.||*death Of Me/Not Ready When You Are||1/7/2011|
|82.||*finding Love In Romance||7/19/2011|
|83.||*i'Ll Always Come Back For More||1/1/2011|
|85.||*94- Is On The Right||4/13/2011|
|86.||A Short Story About Killing Myself||11/26/2009|
|87.||*do You Believe In True Love? I Believe In Emo Lust||1/10/2011|
|88.||*is Society To Blame?||3/11/2011|
|89.||*(I Remember) When Suicide Was Just A Joke||12/30/2010|
Comments about Christopher's Dead
*(I Remember) When Suicide Was Just A Joke
Do you know what I’d give
What I got, what I’d give to go back?
Do you know that I’d give
Up my life just as easy as anything?
And we pass and your voice
Like a death grip on my heart attack
It’s so superficial
Such a f**king w***e don’t care about anything
Hate is a word that describes what this
In a hall emptied up I’m a name on a list
Of a laundry bag filled with glass I punch with my fist
When suicide was just a joke
I believed what you said
You believed that I’d always be clean
A fresh slate of my ...
What I Wish I Told Her
It's a large world out there,
If I never see it, there's nothing I'd undo,
Because who needs the world,
Nothing else matters, when I can be here with you.
You have inspired me,
To open my eyes, see life in a new light,
I now believe in true beauty,
I know why every morning, the sun shines so bright.
Why your life's been surrounded by disaster,