EMPTY

Tears rolls down

Joy folds up

Into a volcano

Let me down

I won't say no.

Bullets into my soul

Blood gushing out

When i'm alone

My spirit goes out.

Wrote 89 poems a day

Fell 95 times on the highway

Cried my little balls out

My eyes shivering

Tears pouring

Rushing, Non-stoping, clothes soaking.

I have nothing to say.