I am a regular teenager... liek i sports..but i dont play them anymore..i have problems with my life that give me reasons to write poems. |
I'm like a wilting flower
All alone in despair...
His Eyes were lined with red and
his words seemed unreal...
Im at my desk, starring at nothing.
I feel compleatly numb inside...
Being forced into the light
Only pushes me deeper into the dark...
Her body like a wilted flower,
fell to the floor lifelessly...
You have to first love yourself |
I think its sad that just one emotion can make a life, family, and friend. But also that same emotion can comepletly destroy a life, family, and friend. |
" We had witnessed something essential, something brand-new and profound, a piece of the world so startling there was not yet a name for it." |