by Maple Tree May 4, 2016
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
For every teardrop I expose |
Dear Andrea, I guess each tear we shed has its own story to tell. A lake to me is a beautiful and peaceful place but at night it can be rather spooky. The lake can swallow you and nobody would ever know. You talk about three o'clock am, that's when the evil spirit like to attack. After that is hard to go back to sleep. Beautiful dark write. Be blessed |
by Brenda
Andrea, what a neat form of poetry-beautifully done, love the story you told. |
by Ben Pickard
Hello Andrea |