(2013)
This poem is bad I know so please help
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve