well, heres my 1st poem on the O. It may be dark for somepeople...
anger fills my mind,
as my family leaves me behind,
this won't be the first,
and it won't be the last,
they give me that glare,
filled with an icey cold blast,
i cling to my sanity,
as they all beging to stare,
i scream out for mercy,
i cry for life to be fair,
i feel my soul fade,
and i grow cold,
i only have my friend,
one who's so old,
her name is pain,
tight is her hold,
her grip takes my breath,
and drains my soul,
who can save my heart,
from falling too deep in the dark...
