i live in centerville, iowa a boring little speck on the map. writing is my way of releasing things that i just cant share with any one so now i am share it with all of u. i appreciate all your votes and comment feed back on my poems would be great most people don't say a word when i share my poems with them i don't now if they r speechless from shock or if they truly don't feel anything when they read it or hear it that thought kind of hurts because i pour a lot of myself into my writing deep emotions and for emotions like that not to have an effect at all i just cant make sense of that. When voting a down vote please leave comment on y. So I may use the input to improve the poem. |
The line between pain/pleasure
is very thin it sometimes overlaps...
I was closed off
A small ocean in a vast ocean...
We fight for the red, white and blue the USA
We fight for our right to party...
On the road to recovery
there will be side roads...
Roses are beautiful
Their a sign of love...
Would we know
perfection if we saw it...
Dear Friend,
Don't cry because its over...
Kill me softly
Kill me gently...
We met on a summer day
the fire in your eyes...
I jump because
although the fall will break me...
You think you're all fame |
Hidden behind the hooks |