Pearce1030 : Writing

Tired

Tired

A Poem by Pearce1030


I'm tired of waiting,my heroes aren't real.Thought maybe you'd save me.Thought that was our deal.I just need someone,to hold onto me.Someone who cares..
Playing with Fire

Playing with Fire

A Poem by Pearce1030


Common sense, don't play with fire,Don't see the sense in that.Emotions are like flame to me,in internal combat.On occasion, I am like,a match lit in ..
Cracked Glass

Cracked Glass

A Poem by Pearce1030


My very existence,feels like cracked glass.Already broken,and losing grip fast.Cracks ever wider,as I weather the weather,Keeping my pieces,but barely..