David is the name. I have been writing poetry since i was as little as 11. Some have been good, some have been bad, but in my opinion, there is no bad poetry. Enjoy reading my art. |
I was crying tonight
While thinking of you...
I've thought about it once
Maybe even twice...
You ran out of class that time
With your purse in your hand...
Everyday its one step closer
One step closer to actually understanding that...
I see you sitting there
Very alone and cold...
This thing i feel inside me, it can only be felt...
I go to sleep at night wondering, will i wake up...
You creeped up from the shadows, right behind my...
the bitter attention given, sets me up for this...
Sitting.
Waiting...
Every time we argue, i feel like i've died inside.
I feel like our feelings clash and our feelings...
It never did occur to me
About how much people care...
Remove this razor from my throat, i want to breathe clean |
Hearts Are like Promises... Only here to be broken |
Whats the point, |