Death of a Cure
At the bottom of the bottle
Bottle with the cure
The "garauntee" is not so pure
It has only made him ... |
| Life Poems | Posted: 12/01/2005 @ 9:43pm |
Crying to the Darkness
I'm deaf
I'm blind
Can't hear or see
But I can feel
The cold chill of blood surrounding me
How much... |
| Death Poems | Posted: 12/01/2005 @ 9:43pm |
Under My Bed
Under my bed is not shoes or toys
There are no magazines, books, or pictures of boys.
To help you unders... |
| Fear Poems | Posted: 12/01/2005 @ 9:42pm |
Thunderstorm
The Hawaiian breeze blows,
And the thunderclouds show
The spirits must be mad
The rain starts to pour... |
| Nature Poems | Posted: 09/13/2005 @ 7:05pm |
