No Name


	Scott's Poetry Page \| home Growing Weak \| Never Ending \| Useless \| Greed \| No Name \| You \| Faded \| Life \| Hell \| Nothing \| Sound of Sorrow \| Dreaming of Pain \| Alone \| Insight \| Solution \| The Key \| Watchful Eyes \| Split \| Together As One \| Untitled No Name tear drops fall onto the ground creating a puddle of pain. looking up at me I see the image of a man, one who has no eyes and is unable to see, a man who can't cry. quietly he lives in a world thats made up, true lies and false truth comsume his soul to the point where he is not free.