i dont write much anymore but i do sometimes and it sad because i love it. hope you enjoy reading my poems they mean alot to me and have tons of meaning well thankyou |
Shes walking the streets with a broken heart
And Im boarding this train about to travel far...
My love my walls caving in
i was a giant but now I'm not so big...
I can feel your hug the kiss of your lips
the strength of your voice all in a glimpse...
My world lights up then fades away.
my heart a toxic mess of pain...
Intimidation is nothing but a train of thought...
A word of what i speak. is what i speak the feeling i feel is like no other. love is a strong word others who feel this know but still the one person who understands is you. |
Your the only person who really has say on if your good enough or not its not other peoples words you should be concerened with its the words that you speak of your self that should effect you |
The tears the pain the suffer of a broken heart aint worth goin through when u know ther somone out there wating for you |