This game This game
Is an assholes game
Swift and tart
Always together
But solely apart
It rips and tears
F... |
Life Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:28pm |
That Girl
I look at the girl as she walks by everyday.
She used to carry herself so proudly,
so confident and... |
Depression Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:27pm |
Tears You never see them
For they’re never on my face
But no matter what
They’re there anyway
No one can ... |
Depression Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:22pm |
Reflection She walks down the isle in her Sunday best
A picture flickers in the car window
And she stops to look a... |
Depression Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:21pm |
Life Knotted
Supporting
Cautiously
Mounting life
Resting
Bending
Striating
Sweating
Wet in her grip
B... |
Life Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:18pm |
A Day Sitting in her chair
Coughing and hacking
Praying she not sick
Knowing she is
She can’t help it
She... |
Friendship Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:17pm |
That Man He has captured a place in her heart
That no one has accomplished before
But yet again she hates him wit... |
Fractured Love Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:16pm |
Today Here I read these poems over and over and think of the times
That I wrote them about
But there is one t... |
Death Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:15pm |
The Papers I almost felt as if you’re handing in your papers
Never to be around anymore
I was starting to accept th... |
Friendship Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:14pm |
How could you I was putting myself
Back together
Starting to come out again
And face the world like I should
Instead... |
Love Poems | Posted: 08/26/2004 @ 9:13pm |