House Filled With Pain

by Tisha   Dec 20, 2005


To drive by this house your not able to tell it's filled with pain
For in it's walls only sadness remain
To drive by your not even able to tell
For your not even able to see the people inside are going through a living hell
your not able to by walking to the door
But when you walk inside you can tell,that the people that live there hearts are torn
Only pictures hang on the wall, of a love that used to be
Pictures that were taken when you was still in love with me
Only memories linger between its walls
And the feeling of sadness when you walk in it's halls
You left your family to live here all alone
If you could see how deeply you hurt us ,if you had only known
To drive by this house you wouldn't be able to tell it's filled with pain
For in it's walls only sadness remain

Copyright ©2005 Tisha

*Sometimes from the outside things are not always as they seem,you have to look on the inside to see what is truely there*

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  • 18 years ago

    by todd

    I need some help getting my poems to flow like you