the way i am
I cant write any more and i wont write ,did you ever asked your self how i feel.did i become prisoner on lonely island .that have no one around.
am i like wind in desert that have nor tree or grass to play with .
that is just flying thrum warm sand
There is light in me in middle of night.
Silence. i am looking at moon out side how is wiping hes tears and i asked way?
He told me he is in love with sun and nor the day on night they gonna be apart forever.
I am not gonna write any more i am done .i am going in this little house and i am gonna sit in corner.
its silence again ,your dark hair is playing melody for my heart .
i don't wanna think about you not for one second i am closing my eyes.
beware of my love once for all .
There is secret i wont tell ,ask my heart and he will.I love you.
your smile on picture its all i have and those three thousand miles distance why?
why don't you let me sleep you bother me in dreams ,
i cant do this any more ,stop. This is illness for my soul .
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