Been a while, but I'm back with more.

So I realized that I was just having a bad day when last I posted. I've written more and hope you enjoy. The first is fairly shotty, but not all can be good, right?


UNTITLED

When all for not,
We come to share,
The burdon of those,
who come to bare,
Their souls as if,
We owe them this.
To lift their spirits.
To feel the bliss.
This is not,
What's meant for me.
Guilt for none.
Please hear my plea.
So break my bones,
And soul aswell,
So break it all,
And watch me dwell.

Written Monday, April 25, 2005