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.