Well, I'm a typical high school girl, whom love to write poems. i'm sixteen, born in '92... 25 October. well, it's better to know me with your own way!! |
Are you the helping hand I need?
Before you wound me until I bleed...
If only you knew, how important you are to me.
i have no idea what i have to do to make you see...
It took me less than a second to realize
i have left my body, i became a flying soul...
Read the lips of the dead mans word
all the unknown truth shall be told...
As she falls on her knees, and the worlds weight...
the tears that drop down like ice, froze her like...
Love is...
I cant think of one word that can illustrate love...
I never knew that sadness can be so tasty
and the pain that drifted through so silky...
Theres one star shining up in the sky tonight
go on.. make a wish...
Read the lips of the dead mans word
all the unknown truth shall be told...
Is it true that Death is waiting for us to die? or is it just us waiting for him to come? to come and takes us away from this hell on earth, take us away from this misery. |
Its always good to feel scared, to feel afraid to die, that means you still have something to lose, and that kept you alive. |
Death is easy, death is peaceful unlike life which is hard and full of war. |