I go to sleep, when im weak
Then i wake , begin to eat
When i eat,its time to think
Brains awake, pumping with steam
Then i run, until i die
When i die,i feel alive
Author: Jared
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Niave
He sits alone and watches the dark cold sky
Wishing on stars that are shooting and whistling by
A heart that has become stronger to hold
heavy in weight , a mirror in place a wonderer,alone.
Starring at reflections that sit in the past
Screaming words that cut like a lash
Afraid to say whats boiling inside a driven
The future is seen in the dreams of signs
Stepping in between lonely and hopeless souls.
Forever falling in an endless hole. (more…)