Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Kill

Photobucket



"Kill"

I hoped once,
I even dreamed.
Then I woke up,
And all I did was scream.

Dreams really nightmares,
Under some sort of guise.
Beautiful and hopeful,
Until you realize.

That it doesn't matter how you hurt,
Or how much you feel.
Dreams once dreamt,
Oh yes they can kill.

d
07 23 08

No comments:

Post a Comment