Well i love writting poems, it keeps my mind occupied and away from reality... |
This poem is a true poem that is basically a few...
I sit there with my eyes closed tight...
Chairs thrown, glass smashed
To much fighting, the house is destroyed...
Chairs thrown, glass smashed
To much fighting, the house is destroyed...
So many emotions,
not knowing what to do...
Twisted mind Broken heart
My strive to live is dead...
Sitting here with my eyes closed tight
So many tears are cried...
As i stand there i begin to think
looking back on my past...
Opening my arms and letting go, is the hardest thing I will ever no! |
I hope it is true love that you bring....only because my heart is a fragile thing! |