I write based on emotions. Poetry isn't about your mind its about your soul, its about taking how you feel and putting it into words that seem to flow onto the page like soft petals from a nearby tree. :] |
Mirror, mirror
Tell me please...
I lay here still and alone in my bed
My mind replaying every word you ever said...
Whenever your presense is not around me
I feel my lungs close off and I no longer can...
She walks through life with her head held low
She can't even stand to breathe anymore...
With a twinkle in my eye
I wonder what it would be like...
Find the boy who's kisses taste of tears. |
You always said I was all you thought about, what were you thinking when you chose to forget me? |
Adventure isn't measured by how many steps we take but how many memories we make. |