hey guys im michael i love the out doors i love to snow board mountain bike and play soccer i also enjoy writing poetry and had my first poem published when i was 12 if you want to flick me an email it mike_doggggg@hotmail.com id love to hear from you cheers michael |
The inner fire burns,
Consuming all it reaches...
Wet
Like the rain...
As she leans on my chest
The intensity level rises...
Fear
Fear of the dark...
Cold are the eyes of my murderer
Gleaming through the night...
One thousand faces,
I'm still blind...
I slowly go insane
As every night i dream of you...
No words are spoken
choking back a tear...
You are the oxygen in my air
You are my breathe of life...
Love
What is it...
It is the things in common that make relationships enjoyable, but it is the little differences that make them interesting. |
If women were made of glass, you still wouldn't be able to see through them... |
Sometimes true forgiveness can be the hardest thing to live with |