I saw myself die today
while looking in a mirror
and nothing that i could say
would change this sad face
Im not sure if the kid could see
all thats happened here
a small wound deep inside of me
but im sure he felt the dark
As it passes and as it goes
not quite empty within
the spark will dim before it grows
so then life can truly end
So, I resurrected my Post Poems and I decided to check out your page...this piece is quite an improvement.
I know we left on really bad terms. I was going through a rough time. It's been hard adjusting to college life. I'm hardly ever online anymore and when I am, it's difficult to keep touch with everyone. I'm sorry for treating you so poorly, James.