03/16/15
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely