I'm bleeding inside Glare in my eyes Sometimes pain can be so easy to hide No matter the efforts I feel like theres no use trying I'm living and Dying I was a Keeper, in my mind is another, a world, an enternal sleeper -----> when will it awaken The inner angel or the other shoulder A Devil Good or bad, I rebel to be diffrent to make living work, investing every dirt dollar grinded off prostitutes and men that were on their way to pick up diapers. I can sleep like a pig with a woman i don't love still caught up on another that didint' give a fuck when I got stabbed in the head, or lost my brother... Just another Hard lesson to be taken, when the rush is done, and the actions are all done. still... tiny peices of me wonderBirth sign: Aries
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