Hello. My name is Dallas. I am 28 and from Buffalo, NY. I started back on this site when I was 18, but, took a few year break. I am now back, and ready to deliver some poems to you all. I hope you enjoy what I write, and if you have a muse for me to write about, please, feel free to send me a message. I am just back into writing so, do not mind the first few if they are not "up to par" but, it's REAL, writing, mostly un-edited, as I feel that "perfection" is overrated and there isn't enough realism in writing these days. |
I am torn apart by my actions
The lies and the pain...
He died because of cancer
A lot of us are sad...
How can I live with myself
After all I have done...
You ripped me away
from my one true love...
I wake up every morning
its always the same drill...
The curtain hides the pain inside, it hides what's...
The curtain covers the battle wounds, from a love...
As it tears through the mind
Shreds through the heart...
*Dedicated to an amazing girl named Brittany*
If only for a minute...
Your angel eyes gaze upon me
with you, there's nowhere else id rather be...
Battered blistered beaten and bruised
From him its all she gets...
"Those who persue love will follow love on a sprialing downwards. But, those who wait at the bottom, and wait for love to take the time to come find them, can only rise with it" |
Love is true because I found you. I found you this means I'm lucky too. Because to have you, our love must be true. |
I have not an explanation for everything, because not everything has an explanation. However, when it comes to you, my "explanations" are nothing more than my raw emotions that I feel for you. |