Roses are red thus marks the end, Slipping within the noose I lost my friends, turning back time could be kind of fun, but alas it’s not possible it cannot be done, The world we know it is bitter and cold, Constantly struggling to find a roof to call home, A distant loneliness is all that will comfort me, drowning within the simple tides of history, People can be cruel what else do you expect, Flowing freely and you know the rest, Don’t be like me running from the scars, It takes some time to realize it but it doesnt get you far, Self sacrifice is all I really know, All im saying my friend is your truly not alone
Creed's Poetry 