Andy's poems
Andy's poems
andy's mess
This is my dearest friend Andy...I think
I mention him like a million
times a day to myself. Amazingly he shared
and wanted his own space....after reading
this stuff he just left
laying around, PLEASE go to his pages and bug
him, he won't mind! ya can find him on my
list of links. enjoy his work, i
do...
BLIZZARD
oh god..
i am still alive
shadows die
clouds cry
leaves fall
i'm not blinded at all
winds grow cold
my souls not sold
there's a blizzard outside
there's a blizzard called suicide
i'll stay inside
i've got my pride
i will not get that cold
i'll not let the blizzard in
idols die from the blizzard within
such preases life
such preases sin
the blizzard brings lust
i'll not turn to dust
it'll snow
and i'll still have my soul
My Old Friend
slit wrist
suicide
memories
pride
my old friend
don't die on me again
I remember your life
took with a knife
But our bond is true
I still shed blood for you
If you don't understand this..
Than you've never felt like this...
I miss you so
Why did you have to go?
message to a ghost
my suicidal host
what was alive
could not survie
ANDY 98
i am alone
always will be
i am best company to myself
no one understands me like me
no one loves me like me
i am best company to myself
forever lonely in others
cause they cast shawdows on me
cause they don't know me
i am best company to myself
i am alone
and live in loniiness
and keep the pain to myself
TO MY FRIEND
she sits and weeps
the thought of loneliness creeps
if i could hold her
i would
she wishes happiness
but only finds sadness
if i could hold her
i would
she needs love
but is offered none
if i could hold her
i would
~Andy
back-home
