I love poetry...I have been writting since I was 11 and maybe I am still rough on the edges but time will help. |
Everything use to be so right
looking into you i saw my life...
You are like a dream that can't come true
when I look up to see...
To escape my world
and melt into your arms...
What do you think when you see me?
What do you feel when I look to you...
Over and over a thought replayed
seeing me I began to say...
Painful to the heart
a skin marked reminder...
Why can't I get you off my mind?
Your name wont come off my lips...
I was just a baby
not that old...
There she sat cold & shivering
the blazing sun blanketing her body...
When I think of you
I dream of you...