Ironically the person this poem is about is the...
It's hard to build up trust at first...
This poem is about my bestestest friend, Sarina
~*My Angel...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
I know that during the lonely nights, you cry...
My hands are shaking
as I hold the knife...
You have hurt me in so many ways
More ways than you can ever believe...
I know I’ve said a lot of stuff
And there were times when...
Friendship
A friend is a person who you can trust...
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do...
Never did i think
that anyone would care...
I feel you...
in the rustling of the leaves...
Who knew something so small
could be the highlight of the day...
So many words left unsaid, only hinted to
But eagerly spilled emotions can turn sour...