Honestly, I don\'t know...
Every darkened day I step through a door...
Actually this is a song and no Poem but OK...
Captured...
As I sit in my dark little corner,
crying my eyes out...
The tears shed off my eyes.
the sun hits the glass...
Like Ice an water that is partly frozen
a door only just begun closing...
The sound of pain, the look of sad
The hate of life, love gone mad...
Thought i was moving on
thought i was staying strong...
Antique dwelling, house of old
Eerie secrets, stories untold...
I was nice to u for a long time
then u took advantage of it...
The air is cold, and bites at my face.
Each step is a fight, and a goal...
If I said I love you it wouldn't be enough,
if I bought you a thousand roses it would be too...
It was a bright day , I ran inside the house , I...
Running to you, trying to wake you up to tell you...