Things have happened in my life that I can't control, that have effected me and shaped me into the person I am today. It's the result of all the poetry you see below. ----> If you'd like to, PM me, comment my work, etc. I love you hear about reviews and to just overall talk to other poets. Also, my myspace is www.myspace.com/whispers4life ---->Thank you so much! :) |
Hello,
Dark Angel of my nightmares...
Falling on the ground so cold,
These childish feelings are growing old...
All alone,
Sitting in the dark...
Lying in the September sun,
I watch, over me, the black birds fly...
We've gone and messed up again,
Now we're yelling and screaming...
Some people measure their life,
On the accomplishments they've made...
All the times that I've cried,
It's left no room for happiness...
With blank paper lying in front of her,
She takes a pencil and begins to sketch...
The dreams and hauntings,
They never let me live...
You say one thing,
But never mean it...
There's two sides of alcohol- the drunk side and the sober side. |
It's good to look like a puddle, because when people try to walk all over you, you can swallow him up! |
Sometimes the best thing to do is to walk away and never look back. |