Gareth6d : Writing

Rome was lost in a day.

Rome was lost in a day.

A Poem by Gareth6d


Rome was lost in a day.It's true that one mans joy is another mans plot to take it from him.I was on top of the world and had it all.But now all I hav..
Knuckle deep.

Knuckle deep.

A Poem by Gareth6d


Oh how the mighty keep falling. They said that it was the end of the world. But it turns out it was only the end of me. I forget things because I&rsqu..
Lonesome loner.

Lonesome loner.

A Poem by Gareth6d


I’m turning down the culture.I’m missing what I use to know.I walk alone followed by a vulture.Who ironically built my throne.If ever I ne..
New age bloody Mary.

New age bloody Mary.

A Poem by Gareth6d


Welcome to the collapse. Self medication is the best remedy in this situation. Approved by the team who brought you the serial killer gene. Dim the li..
New hope.

New hope.

A Poem by Gareth6d


To feel like I'm half-way through the endIs to know that it was only my heart I couldn't mend.We take all we could giveYet, they say that's how we're ..
Regret nothing. Do everything.

Regret nothing. Do everything.

A Poem by Gareth6d


I'm fixing all the broken shelves that I had a purpose on. None of them could withstand the weight of your expectations. But as always I'm trying to l..
Taken away way too early.

Taken away way too early.

A Poem by Gareth6d


I wish I could say this without a second of doubt or a feeling of repent. But I’m witnessing something in the making. The making of something th..
Technicolor Romance.

Technicolor Romance.

A Poem by Gareth6d


She lives on a plane and dreams of better days. She travels the world but wishes she could stay. I still can't tell if she's an angel or a devil in di..
The Bloody Blues.

The Bloody Blues.

A Poem by Gareth6d


I feel like I'm becoming a joke. For everyone just to stand around and laugh about. While my social value falls in doubt. I never know what to think. ..
Til death do us: Part 1.

Til death do us: Part 1.

A Poem by Gareth6d


Just like the days of yester-year, I miss the childish nature of a joke gone wrong. We were the kings of a town littered with alcoholics. Elvis would'..

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