thoughts runnin thru my mind//blind when i should see//how good things could be//all i see is the pain and fear//and how my mama cries the bitter tears//my son's shrill screams pierce//the lonely silence//errupted violence//in the night air//seeing all when he shouldn't be there

wow short but very insightful i liked it showed lots of depth and emmotion...if this was a piece on personal experiance im sorry for it yet the way you made it so poetic was very nice props holla bak 1

thanks...i just want my thoughts seen...
peace

*As he sits on the street bench amid the fallen night, he see's a crisp packet caught in the wind drift by*...

...seriously, i felt this was such a good piece...

...it had such an air of simplicity to it...yet a smooth, dark, flowing depth...with a hint of complexity...

....i think the top part says enough about the piece from me....

...respect...