Hey my name is whitney i'm 14 and just started getting into writing poems so i'd love to now what you think and you can e-mail me at whitneylove@knology.net. |
I wait for you to call at night when the moon is...
Invisible to the naked eye,
No one sees me any of the time...
People look at me and think they now me.
They don't even know me but still they act like...
Seeing you now after the fight.
Seeing you still gives me a fright...
Seeing your face, hearing your voice.
Missing you here when I need you the most...
You hurt me over and over again so why do I feel...
Knife in my hand, blood dripping from my arm...
Dark shadows everywhere, haunting me day and...
Rain falls down as I stand outside feeling each...
Tears run down my face as I replay the bad news...
Hurting on the inside hiding it on the out, no one...
Walking around like nothings wrong while day after...