I love to write and read poems. I'm glad we can share our feelings in a poetic way here =) My English isn't perfect, so if you see anything in my poems that is not correct, please, feel free to help me correct it. I would appreciate it! =) |
Can you see her standing there?
Breathing the cold air...
I seek perfection
I seek recognition...
When I was seven,
My mother told me; 'life is hell...
Lips are stitched and sealed
Words of pain are left unspoken...
I know there is a path
Covered with dust...
I know there is a path
Covered with dust...
"Oh no" she screamed "My...
When I showed her the scars upon a body...
I watch the water tumble down rapidly
Lighten up by the blue lonesome moon...
Lips are stitched and sealed
Words of pain are left unspoken...
You took my arm and tightly clutched it
Yet your wall remained untouched...
I rather die on my feet, then keep living on my knees. |