Screaming so silently
Women with broken hearts
And stolen souls
Calling for a white knight
To fill with love the holes...
This is my poetry... raw, real sounds from my mind right onto paper. I don't promise entertainment all the way, I may often not make any sense but I hope someone enjoys it or can relate once in a while.
Showing posts with label my words never die. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my words never die. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Whispers of Hope
Monday, August 4, 2014
Sleep Walk
A part of me knows this drifting
is unhealthy.
A part of me knows that I'm bleeding out inside.
The part of me sleep walking knows how to look just fine.
No one has to knowing I'm
dying
No one has to see my undeniable pain
I'll just act like I have an umbrella as I travel through the rain.
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