Most of the poems I have are about my grandma who died at the age of 56 |
The impact of you death hit me like a ton of...
Wondering why it had to be you...
I see you grandma watching me
I'm hoping that you would come back and everything...
I'm restless at night without here by my side
Grandma I can't explain what i feel inside I'm...
Losing control can it be a good thing or could it...
Many reasons to loose control all tempting you to...
The truth i found out,finding out that your love...
I hate you blinding me with your lies...
Come sit with me
Tell the children my story...
Drowning deep in my sorrow
Trying not to weep as I try not to follow...
Look at you
Lying on the floor...
The truth i found out,finding out that your love...
I hate you blinding me with your lies...
And to think that I actually thought of you as a...
Right and Wrong are just words, it's what you do that makes the Right and the Wrong |