Deborah Leah Krempa > Writing | WritersCafe.org

My heart is heavy laden You wouldn't believe How it hurts to be me Enduring such hardships as these Angels of light and of love Ripped from my ..

troubles have befallen my household ripping my heart to shreds my soul bleeds death has shrouded our door mental illness has stricken our minds ..

deep dark blue ocean crashing waves sailboat for a ship dolphins and killer whales edge of the earth held up by the gods their voices in the wi..

I cry me an ocean of tears C rying deep into the night R emembering Y ou M y heart is broken E vermore until eternity A n ocean of tears d..

When I think about you I miss you a lot The way we use to snuggle up on the couch and watch tv When I think about you I miss you a lot Th..

living with manic depression living on pills just existing so it's not really living to me antidepressants took away my tears no more do these e..

(not really saying anything, just thoughts here)(soon to be deleted)

M idnight writer with pen in hand I write into the wee hours of the night D ancing with shadows N ight writing can be quite frightening I write ..

dear lord hear my prayer i don't know where else to turn i feel like i've reached the end of the road and there's no turning back lord you gotta ..

too much troubles on your mind and no where to turn pray to god as no one answers not even the wind it's too quiet the silence is deafening ..