In The Head With Out A Site Poem by nic Leisure

Birds and trees could never be
The things to bring the will follow the end
Just putting it in a box of fire
Killing your self from the in side out
The blood for the heart to eat you alive in time
Calling people in the mind
Never even thinking it should be on paper
Caring the world on your back will soon fall with no thought
Life, Death, and the open air we all can’t not see
When blood comes to the sky and the bodes dies with out a cause
We’ll just move on like it was just an other war in it mind