

I' m f o r b i d d e nI m f o r b I d d e n To see his Eden would to be a sin, One that would serve as my greatest pleasuresI' m f o r b i d d e n
He is an apple I cannot bite under an otherwise fruitless tree She is an snake I have befriended one Ive grown to love
And she is the snake the smothered his heart and tore out all his love I am a wonderer in this tail the eve that he does not know I try to hold my Adam but the snake she wont let go I am his secret whisperer
The breeze that kisses his cheek
I am the nightmares that wakes him from his dreams
of her A beautiful angel sent to he


wish I would have studiedNights of ignoring a studie guide has finally come into view I'll wake up at 5:00 and study my hardest now seem so distantwish I would have studied
"do you have you homework done?" "..yes" "wheres your report card?" "...I dont know it's always sent to you" procrastination kissed my head leaving me with not a care in the world 1:58 I was shot back down to earth in a plastic chair and wooden desk armed with a cheat sheet and a blue pen
I'll have to get out of this somehow. Truly right now I wish my best friends name was world history unit 2
but I guess he doesnt want me back after suffocating him in a


tighter it grips my hipsCalmness is hard to find in a world of colortighter it grips my hips
Boxed in by enemies, boxed in by pain Frustration consumes me tighter it grips my hips
Stuck in a box, boxed in by my enemies
Shown a mirror to see a reflex ion
Unable to fix what’s done unable to call for help Frustration invites pain, fakeness, and stars To make ugly disguise itself as something of worth
The mirror shows my enemies
That now stand alone This reflection is that of suffering That reflection is my own
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Art is much less important than life, but what a poor life without it.
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