or sign in with e-mail
by Butterfly Ears Aug 19, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
These green hazel eyes, They used to be mine, Their crimson tears would shine, But only when I would cry, I can't anymore, My eyes are too sore, Right down to the core, They can cry no more, I miss you so, I have no courage to grow, I feel so low, My heart has turned to dow, You made me feel right, Your arms so tight, I felt like it was a flight, I felt like a kite, My eyes are so tired, My mind is so wired, My heart has been fired, You were what they desired, My heart has been pierced, After crying all these years, Because of all my fears, I have no more tears*This poem is true, so please comment/vote so i can see if my truth is good enough to put out into the world, the favor shall be returned*