i bet ur guessing i dont name my poems but heres another one i did yester...yeh i sound unhappy in it but now i feel a lot better I’m bruised Aching in pain The blood oozing out, From my hollow arms. I cry these empty tears alone In the corner I sit, filthy and disgraced. Dark light covers me in shadow, Just a part of the background I become. The shattered glass lies beneath my feet, Scratching everything away. The starlight sways gently, Rocking the day to sleep. Yet leaving my eyes open to watch this scene.
nice .. but y unnamed still.. think of a name and name it soon... it'll look much betta with a name...
the first poem was named Dead Fish.. this one can be named Damn I broke the mirror again... what am gonna do now?!
hahhaa lol yeh i think everyday sounds pretty cool but if any1 has any other suggestions it always welcome