Poems from animalcraze
Gone.
No trace.
No one has seen him.
My friend
Gone.
More than one way.
Hidden.
Inside himself.
Gone.
To the world.
To me.
No word.
...
Brown, swooping past my window.
Streaking, dancing, two stories up.
A call, not of pain follows.
Again and again,
the wings beat outside...
Who says they didn't care?
Was it in seriousness, or in jest.
Forget them for thier stupid ideas
just go live your own life.
Those pills...
Who am I?
A person who cannot
describe herself.
Who am I?
A girl who is short
with long legs.
Who am I?
Someone who disappears
rather...
People might not like me
for who I am,
But I can be FLAWLESS
without many friends.
I am....
A friend who worrys,
when others are gone...