EmotionsA Poem by glorygrace&goldIt's heartbreaking, it's raining, it's pouring on me. The weather is gloomy, though windows stain-free. How is this so? And why should it be? The story of my life, a half empty green tea. though my life can get better, my expression can not. for one reason or other, I can't seem to be taught. I don't know what is happy, what is freedom, or pain, I think losing emotion can be the most miserable of all rain. I'm soaking, though I'm dry. I'm crying with no tears. I feel afraid, though no heartbeat can detect my own fears. I am sad and I am lonely, though I have many fake friends. I've nailed a great job, a s****y boss, and some trends. I'm like all and I'm not, cause I'm in norm, but miserably. I guess I'm the most unemotional--- A nice, cold cup of green tea. © 2009 glorygrace&goldReviews
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1 Review Added on April 22, 2009 Authorglorygrace&goldAboutRomans 8:24-27 says this: For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see we eagerly wait for .. more..Writing
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