Humblebillbeucher's Saved Poems

Loneliness, a heart with a hole.
Like happiness, tore from the soul.
The burning pain, that fills my being.
With solitude, that's never fleeing.
I reach my hand out, to be forsaken.
Alone and scared, for its never taken.
Each day I wake, filled with...

Before the Heavens,I came first.
Lost the battle, then cast to earth.
I am wisdom, that is saved.
Bite the apple, if knowledge craved.
Eyes are made, to open wide.
To see the truth, of who has lied.
Humans are, yet to learn.
There is no lake, which...