A collection of poems

here are some poems i had written a while back... i should write poems more often... or should i not? you be the judge.


Death is part of nature’s prose.

As I sit by her side, I can see the light go from her eyes.
All at once I feel like a parent consoling a child. A man losing his wife. A child losing his mother.
I just sit by her side and watch her wait as her body fails.
The life in her is faltering.
I sit by her side and hold her hand.
Can you see it in my eyes? I wish to tell you we'll meet again.
We'll meet again.

self loathe

stupidity
evasiveness
loserness
failing

loneliness
obliterated
apathetic
tired
hasty
evil

ok so that was just two poems... off my old myspace blogs. i enjoy them.