Why do I long to hear the sound of your sweet voice, See your ever-loving image before my eyes, The smell of your heavenly fragrant And the feel of your touch? Why… Because you saw me. You saw me when I was invisible Trying to hide from the world. You saw...
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Waking Up
Oh how life goes by.One day you wake upAnd you're three years oldAt three, there are no worriesYou go with the flow so to speakThen you go to sleepWhen you wake, you're thirteenLife seems difficult, but it's notYou worry about petty things, what people think of youYour paren...
The following poem was written by me. It's my own work. I ask if you re-post it anywhere, you ask for my permission 1st. Thank you.Blade to wrist,Blood to arms,Arms to chest,Chest to heart,Heart to pain.The blade to my wrist,Takes away the pain in my hear...
My eyes start to open and I see mama standing there.As everything become clear, I keep wondering why I'm there.Mama has tears rolling down her face,And I notice that scared hurt lost look in her face.I have this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.Mama...