I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
What is wrong with love? Didn't I do it right? Does it hate me? Am I no one's wish? Why does it hurt to love? Hurt to know you?
By Harydo Neon7 years ago in Poets
Hello, I know you put me on voicemail Don't pick up the phone Your voice could affect me I don't want to cry no more How are you? I hope you are okay?
There goes my heart beat Cause my eyes saw you Cause my mind has flown to you Cuase my skin craves for you Cause my lips craves your warm kiss
Never knew I had them deep within me Okay, I knew I had them but I never trusted them I saw them as my weakness Something I shelveed away,
Dear humanity, thus I have found you Sleeping in this tavern all cold and frosty Humans chased you and crucified you Made a mockery of you and still think they have you
I miss you Not just the you I used to see, but the you I used to breathe I miss the you I used to breathe I miss the you I used to feel
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
Here we are, me, my past and my future The third one, well, I can't really see his facial I made mistakes in the past, they are turned to demons
Oh, Hi there, I guess you can't see me Because time has split us like two tenants in the same building I am from the future, a different reality than the one you were living
Hands in pocket as I walk down the street of withered leaves As a dark cloud hovers round the dome of a nation A nation which once did pride itself of a rich history
Thoughts and thoughts, Like little worms feasting my skull If I were to write it all down, It's the psychiatric ward, that's for sure.
Staring at the mountain within my view Partly covered with clouds, dusty view Standing on the last floor and looking down
Maybe Maybe Just maybe You have been asleep all these while Ignorant to admit, ignorant to accept Daily doses of the procrastinate juice
