

Lines From a Park BenchI'm all alone in this world No one's here for me now and if my life is this way I've gotta fix it somehowLines From a Park Bench
No one's come looking I think I'm better off dead I look up and see the sky over my head
And I'm crying now because I'm truly alone No one wants to help someone who has no home
I've got nothing to offer I've nothing to give I'm praying to God "Please let me live"
I was on my way to much better things The life came along and clipped my wings
This cold hard stone beneath my frame &n


EmptyRiped apart, thrown aside Like a broken toy Used up, faded out unable to bring joy I've lost it all nobody's there anymore This empty depression I've never felt before The king took my heart and the one I trusted best The joker, in the guise of queen cam and took the rest Life flows freely from my torn up shell I'm forced to watch as all I had goes to hell I'm growing weary of this torturous scene I see my escape but I just can't break free So I sit in the dark remembering your face Watching the moral decline &nbEmpty


Tom Dacre: ZeroDark grey clouds hung low with the promise of rain, a reprieve from the parching heat of the fast-approaching summer. Birds sang their putrid little hearts out, crying for who knows what, singing songs that amounted to atonal garbage. Cars passed, people talked, laughing about the wonder of spring, and how the plants and animals seemed to suddenly spring from obscurity. A young man walked down the side of the road, silently, without acknowledging any pedestrians or citizens who greeted him. Nodding his head to a beat that only he heard, he continued on, as silently as a shadow, leaving no trace of himself or of his passing. He wore dark blackTom Dacre: Zero
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That's thuper thexy.
98% of the teenage population has done is or blah blah something about drugs. Put this in your profile if YOU LIKE DONUTS.
beautiful poetry you have
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~some say i'm a cruel person, but i really have the heart of a little boy...
It's in a jar on my desk~
I'm gonna watch you
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~some say i'm a cruel person, but i really have the heart of a little boy...
It's in a jar on my desk~
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