pretty good...u ever do that spoken word stuff...like def poetry jam, that stuff is the shit, you should do it...rspect
ganjzilla Reviewed by ganjzilla on . random poetry by me So i rest my head upon your shoulders thinking what could this empty feeling be? Why when i look into your eyes i see nothing? Are you their? or have you already left me? You hold my hand to your eyes to whipe away the tears. The answer is your as lost as me in this world of hateful fears. You feel the draft of the world coming in a full speed and it's tearing us apart. I try to reach for you helping the best i can. Your hand is slowly slipping as were being torn in two. Iv noticed your not Rating: 5