November 19th, 2009 Old scribbles I
Wrote this when I was 19 and very EMO!
What mommy never knew would hurt her,
so I never let her see.
To see what happened and how it
all twisted me.
Daddy would have been angry,
knowing of my insanity,
raising a little psycho,
can ruins ones vanity.
So locked in a closet
I have thrown away the key.
Skeletons pile higher
until they over power me.
And so what do I become,
If not a twisted fool?
Some mad fucker,
drowning in his drool.
Gloom wont keep me down,
it makes me mad yet,
if the past would die,
only to forget.
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