#10 of tears
How many time has paced it been?
Since I've cried when I was ten...
It stopped flowing all of a sudden
The situation is I can't make the tears start flooding...
It's like my mind's been blocked to all sadness and anger
If I could I would want to feel sadness again and found out the reaction
I saw a cat on a street dead and already decomposing...
I stood and stared unable to shed a single tear
Unable to move but a shred of sympathy.
Have I no humanity?
It's finaly time... To get off that high horse of mine.. Im not the best poem writer, or the best tattoo designer... But I try my best to make people happy... I try and I try but im just unrealiable when im too capable! I'm ready to do something...
Your in a purple and white room walls adorned with pictures and string leading to one picture to another you start to squint and see what the pictures are of... they're... pictures of you!? You try getting up but your tied up in a chair you look...
I am a lonely feather in the wind To busy wandering, unable to atone for my sins I am always happy and irrational But I'm always ending up crappy and unusual I have so many colors but I stand alone in darkness It doesn't matter whom hurts me As...