Biography of Ryan Frenrey
I'm Ryan,20 years old and a college student. I write for many reasons and hopefully you will get the chance to read my stuff.
Ryan Frenrey Poems
Suicide Is Bravery
Imagine standing at the edge No more reasons of anything in life to pledge Looking down as the wind bleeds your eyes dry When you fall you have seconds to say goodbye to the sky
So You Want The Truth?
The truth is everything but nothing -Nothing of anything Yet it keeps us coming Coming for something
On The Run And All Alone
I'm lost from home Out in the heat but feel cold and all alone A feeling of abandonment without the wind Lurking in disadvantage, pinpoints reach my shins
Bi-Polar! ! ! ! !
Breath in, Breath out Breath in, Breath out Breath innnnnn, breath out....phewww
Hey_I_am kissing your face kissing your face kissing your face
Religion: Mind Or Matter?
Ever since the beginning of our time We've danced for rain and prayed for fame But today we ask ourselves is it all the same?
Running away and trying to escape I wanna get away, get away from this place I’m hiding in my skin and I’m searching for some truth I won’t tell you my pain, because I don’t want you to know I’m insane
Drugs I love them A shooting star through my skin I'm feeling superhuman Until it kills me within
Shes A Known Mystery
God must of created this sight for me to see She has to be a goddess, more beautiful than anything I've ever seen Her complexion and curves put me in disarray She quickly turns my night into day
The other high, sugar high Taste bud’s, in the sky Glucose, floods the veins Overcrowded, colliding lanes
God Or Man
They tell us what is right They tell us what is wrong They show us heaven and hell And tell us where we belong
The excruciating pain of a thorn Slitting its point till the bones left torn Ripping apart flesh that’s left in scripted Painting pictures of lonesome scenes depicted
It’s so sickly how diluted your mind can be When one acquires an infatuation of love How one just hunger’s to be in the presence of another An insanity of waiting in a purgatory of stand still excitement
Trying To Be A Savior
I am a wishful savior
Give anything to save us
I am a slave to your beauty
Not in control of my lust
You put a spear through my heart
Telling me all that is lost
And splintered down lie my limbs
As I hung from the Cross