Blood Red Moonwhen the moon glows red, somethings either gone right or wrong.no one knows......but the truth is.....everyone knows that.sometimes when you hear screaming.....something is going either right or very wrong......you can't tell....but the truth is...no one can.if you fall on the ground and close your eyes.....somethings either gone right or horribly wrong.....they don't know...but the truth? no one knows!feeling the sickness of lies and perception, creating the circle of hate and deception!hear my wrathe!!!!see my cast!!! feel the truth that......i know everything!if you can hear the screams and find it humorus, you take the seem and tear it into a piece!if you fall and close your eyes; if you feel the moon glow red, then nobody knows that you are dead.
Sparkle- more random poetryTo this day i haven't forgot, what we did without getting caught.We walked the path of an abandoned road, I didnt like it but his heart wasn't as cold.I wanted to hold his hand, though afraid he'll run, so i just kept walking with my secretly loved one.His eyes are more beautiful than the lakehouse's dirt, and his lips are as subtle as a baby blue shirt.His cheeks are soft, they fill me with glee, in the moonlights loft, his face glows with me.
One Last KissDays went by as you flipped me off,though to me long ago you used to be soft.I thought we were fine, i thought we had fun.but obviously i didnt impress someone.i dont care anymore, i just dont give a crap!My hand goes to a punch from a slap.Take your ignorance! get out of my life!make due with what you have cause im no longer your wife!Screw the money, spit on the pleasure!very little do you ever measure.yet even though you i wont miss....lift me up.....with one last kiss.