Poems from ClockworkChild
As I roam these streets I used to know,These people carrying their burdens in tow...I regret my inability to help themwhile they plunged...
Why is your soul so cold, and your heart stone. 'We are kind and great', you once told. Now step down from your so-called throne, and let...
Softly I weepfor the death of my consciousness,my one and only beingof sanity.I now stand in this wind,and let myself sway in this cradling...
Over and over,I hear the same words."You need to tell,or you will not get well."I already understand,it's now only a single drum in a band....
Spilled thoughts.Spilled ink.Flowing, flowing, across the sheet.Words tumble out, splatter onto the paper; words that can never be said....