my name is Tristen i have been writing since a very young age lately i have found less inspiration but i still try and write often i appreciate any advice or comments on my poetry |
Love is said to be that of a rose
oh how sweet the notion may seem...
All the things that you don't know
Are all the things I hide...
what do you do when you realize
you cant even ask for help...
i can feel it happening again,
the world turning sideways...
i was never taught how to love
never taught what it means to feel...
will can be broken by a simple action
a mind penetrated without words...
Some people don't dare to live their dreams
Others let them die in vain...
I was taught to have grace and kindness, but to never give more than you're willing to lose. Now I know its because, one way or another, you always lose. |
I was taught to have grace and kindness, but to never give more than you're willing to lose. Now I know its because, one way or another, you always lose. |
I know your looking at me out of the corner of your eye thinking "damn I miss her"....well hmm lets think back....who's fault is that again??? |