My heartYou have a grip on my heart, When you squeeze all becomes dark Why must u break it? It’s not a toy be gently fill it with joy. You throw it from hand to hand, That sinking feeling...is it quick sand? You could chuck it in the bin, No! Put it on a shelf it’s a trophy...you win. It beats for you and you alone So treat it with respect and it will become grown. My heart aches and hurts, Because of you all these tears...it burns.My heart
A fathers loveMy father set the path to lead, On his knowledge I do feed.A fathers love
The steps in front are far apart,
The imprints too big at the start
Now I’m all grown a woman he sees,
No long the child on his knees.
He stopped all evil at the door, Ready waiting to catch me whenever I fall He took my hand when I was scared, Preparing me for everything ahead He set the foundation of my heart, Keeping me strong when we are apart ‘Thank you’ read the words that aren’t enough, How to show your appreciation for all the love A great man my father is... &nb
What now?My walls were unstable Just about ready to crumble It didn’t take long and it didn’t take much Just one of your simple looks Now you have me what will you do I lay around waiting for you These four walls and small I’m suffocating behind my bedroom door.What now?
I’m not ready for the world Let me stay in your arms With the warmth and sweet smell that sooths me You say you will fight That you will not lose me But you’re playing dead While I lay around questioning every word said.
UnknownShe stands still looking at the woman before her, She stares into her eyes, Searching for some hidden truth or recognition, With nothing found she keeps searching, She looks at the woman’s matted hair, Dirt across her face and the clothes that hang off her Still nothing whilst the woman just stares back at her. She stops and stares a moment longer, Suddenly something has caught her eye. She stands frozen still as recognition hits her.Unknown
| I'm an english student and enjoy drawing when i feel like it and write a poem when I'm usually down hence the moody poems. |
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