POEMS ARE A PART OF WHO I AM AND HOW I FUNCTION |
Little girl of only 3 years old
Mum and daddy start yelling at each other...
I dont want to think negatively
And I dont want to say goodbye...
Its that time of year again
I find myself in my bed crying...
When I look in your eyes
I see innocence that was stolen...
He was raised a country boy,
Rode through the rock and sand...
All day long,
I thought about you...
I know it sounds crazy,
When I look into your eyes there is no denying...
I thought I'd seen
My one true love...
As the warm summer breeze flows by, it whispers to...
A calm voice sings a quiet, comforting song in my...
So these words are for you.
Every single, solitary line...
When we r born we need people to survive, when we r dying we need ppl to survive but the truth is its the time in between when we need ppl the most |