I'm Steph. I like to write poetry, but I don't think I'm very good. Every poem I write is in some way based on a true thought and/or event.So, yea. enjoy. |
I cared so much about you
I thought you felt the same way too...
She lies in her death bed
Pale, weak, and still...
He loved her and she loved him
Then their love began to dim...
The beauty and the looks
And extensive knowledge from books...
I dont know
Whats happened to me...
Darkness surrounds me in this sunlit room;
I lurk in the shadows...
Burdens always in her mind
Anger building in her chest...
I'll be your Juliet
You can be my Romeo...
I feel the warmth running down my face
The hot wet sensation...
Staring blankly
At the ring on her finger...
His voice is the song i want to wake up to every morning for the rest of my life. |
You tell me how strong I am because i never cry... |
...And there he was, the love of my life standing with the love of his. |