Biography of Kevin Webster
My Biography: Well I write these poems out of my own feelings some are good some are bad not my place to judge. I just like to get it out ;)
Kevin Webster's Works:
none at the moment...still young
Kevin Webster Poems
Walking along the road, the road of dreams of Love, Hope and happyness. But I have to find a new road
Walking alone On the hill of lost souls. Where the lives of people lay and where the trees bleed.
The River Path
Canoeing down the long path of the river path. Where the rotting lives meet. Where the souls cry before the drift away.
Forever And Always
I think about you everyday I dream about you all the time I think about it It never goes away
The Only One
When your walking to class, When your in lunch, you feel shuttered from friends, you start to think,
Lost In Between Love
Siting here, Lost in my own world Between two people in love And two people who doesn't
In the town, In the road, In a ally Into a house
Is It Love At Last?
By light and day from morning to night. A dream has came true Is it real?
Walking in shadows, walking in clouds, dreams cover the valley intertwined with each other.
Lost and fade, Broken and de-hearted, Smashed and crushed between Love. I have made a mistake.
Along My Dreams
Amoung myself, is a feeling I don't feel. But inside of me has another person, along my dreams I know,
Alone and here, in my own darkness, with shutter emotions. I show nothing to you
In a child of a closeless mind, his own heart shutters with no love. His cold heart is filled with frozen tears of his lost.
'What Others Think'
This isn't what others think when they say bad things about us. Why would they care for our safety. It's not like were bad for each other.
In a child
of a closeless mind,
his own heart shutters with no love.
His cold heart is filled with frozen tears of his lost.
Nothing inside but the rage of his own anger.
As the body lays on the bathroom floor,
and the guilt rushed into him.
The blood covered knife in his own bedroom wall