Short Poems For the Soul.

Painted on lies
To make you believe I'm real
But I'm not
FAKE.
ALONE.
There's no use in living if we all end
In silence.
DEAD. That's all I'll ever be.
ALONE. Until you wait for me.
Crazy lies take me.
And I'll be      again.

I'm in love with the power of      .
Lazy kids, I'm not really alive.

Confusion takes a lifetime you have
To overcome.

Chase me down slit my wrists 
Cut my heart and take this
s**t.

Nothing. Silence. Screaming through your
Veins empty,         .
Like bullets through your brain.

With every to and fro, The light is sure to go.

I'll be there.
With every love and care.
You shall be my heir.

This poem is dedicated to Ed Owens, Vince Suzadail Jr., And Also, Michael Jordan.
Thank You For The Inspiration And Dedication!!!!????
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 28, 2008 at 7:54 PM
Thank you for the poem. My dad had cancer as a child. He had his leg shortened two inches and was given a few years to live, with a little luck until he was 18 or 19. My Aunt Vic was very religious and took him ib the 1920's to St Ann's Shrine in Scranton, Pa. He's been a heavy drinker all his life but he'll be 88 in October. Apparently we will live as long as we are supposed to and only we can determine our own future. God Bless. Vince
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