heres a poem i wrote.. comment this and put 0-5/5 to rate it, theres also a few things ive said to myself lately....:
two shots of hate from a mouth as loud as a gun,
like an assasin ... who does it for fun.
two deafening blows in a war that has just begun,
life gone away...i'm done.
two red roses sitting on my coffin, the wind blows, leaving only one
the world i know disappears...like the setting sun.
Why do people tell you to believe in what you want to but then tell you not to believe in the one true thing you do believe in?
I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you...
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal, Sometimes you can't always see The pain someone feels
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
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