Life is a waste of space,
Space is a waste of time,
all of these things we face never seem worth a dime...
Why go through this with no regret?
Why go through life not to forget these memories that time injects into my mind?
Emotion i dont want to find inside my brain.
Erosion i dont want to gind, i want no sorrow, want no pain.
For hapiness to turn to darkness, stormy clouds and freezing rain
anger to strike like lightings wrath until exhaust and body strained?
to live to love to hate or hate to love to have to live again?
i dont mind
I'm a sucker for a
Great name, the poem lives up to it! :)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."