Day in and day out She sits in her room filled with d… Nobody ever hears her screams for… Just like a stray dog, all she cou… She prays that one day someone wil…
Here i sit in a corner stool. Rem… I’m a failure and i’m misunderstoo… I clutch my bottle, and remember t… The days in which hard work pays.… Creativity involved thinks, where…
There’s these steps I’m forbidden… but I know how they’re made; Every crack, every footstep ever e… I know how many people have walked… My happiest moments and my biggest…
The mind becomes lost in search of… Euphoric experiences leave no room… Nothing is kept, it is only graspe… Thoughts trick the mind. They con… The mind becomes so indulged in th…
Songs light as these may sound, th… The heart spake through them, scar… Ears tuned to strains of loftier t… Songs light as these. Yet grace may set their sometime d…
Am I psychotic? ...I can’t say. I’ve been told I don’t think the… They’re different. My thought processes, my reactions…
After Twenty 1 I had now met the boy that would c… he was one hundred percent man, ex… 7 years had passed since our last… but with this one there were no ot…
In the Shadow of Your Days In the shadow of your days– seek t… In the shadow of your days– where… In the shadow of your days– find t… In the shadow of your days– count…
WE women want too many things; And first we call for happiness, - The careless boon the hour brings, The smile, the song, and the cares… And when the fancy fades, we cry,
Where the poppy-banners flow in and out amongst the corn, spotless morn ever saw us come and go hand in hand, as girl and boy
Whisper, O wings of the wind! Sin… Grey is the weary world, and grey… Into my shadowy heart pierce like… Pearl of the tender dawn, kissed b… Sing me the hope made sure, sing m…
Once upon a time there Thrived a land Oblivious to conflict. Thinkin’ of it now It seems a fairy tale
Everything I do with you I don’t… Or even in your annoying little de… Hope u don’t mind me sometimes Especially when I start creating… Just call it jealousy
Excuse me for the second chance I… By now you know the scars they’ve… Raised by different expectations..… You lost the good inside you, that… I pray one day you’ll see my inten…
Don’t know what you said was true or meaningless, but as time lingered on, as we continued to talk, and as we’ve gotten to know anothe…
AS WE STATED OUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER EYE TO EYE PALM TO PALM THE STORY TOOK IN AN OPPOSITE DIRECTION WITH FORCE, LACK OF WILL BRIBING, BEGGING AND THE SOUL GAVE IN WITH NO INSURANCE OF ...
Tomorrow I shall die So shall your son and here’s why,…
January.12.1996 Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins Babi I got something to say I love you so very much I’ve carved it in a tree
Wired on social networking I still don’t feel connected The thought as friends They all become names Throwing out what I’m missing
I wish the day would not feel blea… My muscles feel weak So tired, that I can barely speak I wish, I’d had the energy To even stare at something
I.....do this to myself... I....do this very well... I....open my heart up & let you in… I... know your game to well yet... I....play it all again....
Sweet silence after bells! deep in the enamour’d ear soft incantation dwells. Filling the rapt still sphere a liquid crystal swims,
I could write and write and write… but it wouldn’t bring you back. I could cry until tears aren’t abl… but you’d still be who you are, an… I could move mountains, swim acros…
(To have been read before the stat… Ay, it is fitting on this holiday, Commemorative of our soldier dead, When—with sweet flowers of our Ne… Hiding the lichened stones by fift…
Mama please don’t take these guns… Art of war so I’ll kill to protec… Mental ward visits to your son, br… A love never lost since '87, Maur… Me you always loved, when no other…
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,
I think I liked you better when you were a fantasy because now you’re close enough to touch and I’m afraid
A wrinkled crabbed man they pictur… Old Winter, with a rugged beard a… As the long moss upon the apple-tr… Blue-lipt, an icedrop at thy sharp… Close muffled up, and on thy drear…
the word love comes to mind it’s not all about the relationshi… but first about loving yourself then 2end about someone else love for the personality
Stood in the dark stopped on the pavement beneath th… that I can’t see but I know is th… because I can smell it. looking at the lights on the lake…