Poetry

I can tell only me and Vinny will care.


this one is a WIP

So some say it's my bad timing.
And brains are gray too
So mine must have silver lining.
"But brains are pink cause of blood
Man, that last line was a total dud".
Ok, then I must be brain dead
Or maybe it's just made of lead
But I can't sit here and dread
So let's let love bleed red.
Because I still feel the same
But sometimes I feel that the
"Some time" never came.
Maybe it's not me, it's you
It's probably both of us though, true
But wait, we were never "us"
Nothing was mutual, the trust,
The lust
The dust I left when I left for home
I tried to find the feelings I had for you
Like my name was Sherlock Holmes
But I just can’t so I can only roam
(alone)
Huh, I've always been alone
My life was so monotone
But when I first saw you
My heart sank lower than skid row.

That's actually really impressive.  You write that?  I used to be into song writing but kinda just fell outta it.  I'll have to see if I can't dig up some of it.

Solid work my man, keep writing. I also used to write and still do occasionally but I usually just end up deleting what I do even if its good.

TBH this was just written off of me moving from California

*snaps fingers in approval*

Keep writing. Who knows what could happen?