I like to write poetry though not a lot makes sense. I know not a lot of members come here but I'll post this anyway:


Through the stones we wake, crawling out to father
Burning skin they take, our body as we suffer
Wrap us in new warmth, we cry and so does mother
Drop us in her arms, and this world becomes beautiful
Full of broken seeds, this flower our family
Lean on us my friend; use us as your curer
Relocate your mind as your heart won’t be cheaper
Relocate your dreams and your life to be deeper

Growing up at all, growing with no colour
Life is not a blend but a journey like no other
Sufferers descend, falling ever further
Their roots would not commend on their fruitless growers
Weeds is what we are, I am nothing better
Annihilate my friends, their beauty is our bother
Water through our veins, our strength is our number
Remember I am one but I can’t seem to wanna