must iA Poem by wind whisperer.must i sit here with mind full of woe how will it leave me i will not know its far to much for my small plate i used to love but now i hate
ive been taken over by one evil soul feel like im burried in one massive hole must i stay in or do i climb out suppose i need to scream and shout
ive always followed angels and they usually lead me well but i met a monster and now it seems i fell its not how i want to be alone and sad and more but i cant fly just now it seems im down and on the floor
why do people act so hard and cruel and even more rub your face in the dirt and then dish out some more i can not heal yet a while because i feel so bad all the hurt and lies has made me feel quite sad
i pray one day it goes away but not just yet it hasnt my life my pain my sorrow isnt very pleasent ive learnt a lesson hard to bare ,that when you help you share but it only works if both of you do care
it seems ive lost a battle ,yet why do i still fight because its in my nature to what i thought right oh well i wont be helping none because my care is gone i dont know how to help or love i feel im only one
maybe its best ive learnt a lesson ,well for now it seems i used to follow angels and make such happy dreams untill one day the devil called and screwed me up real good and funny now when i look back because i knew he would.
must i pay with my life my heart my soul my own i dont like being reduced to just talking on the phone its very cruel beyond my words how you have stole my life taken from me all i had and caused me so much strife
i sit and cry for hours on end and you say you cry the same but i dont see you crying i see you play your game must i live with broken heart for what you did to me i was a family of four and now it feels like three
would your mother like you torn from her very heart i dont think shed cope with being a few miles apart if this is how you love people then i have to say its wrong you need to give me my daughter back where she belong
must i cry my self to sleep and wake again in tears you stired in my most horrid things and horrid horrid fears i cared if you were breathing i cared if your ok i must have been so crazy to let you treat me this way
i had a dream not long ago you died down in a gutter i strived to drag you out of it and you call me a nutter oh well it seems you might be right for all the world to see but dont forget who did this horrid thing to me
i must write words i must get it out i wont let it eat me up i may be down just now but one day i will stand up must i see my future the way i dont want to see seems i have to go along with what u did to me
must live a different life right now ,not happy like it was and all because your evil plan all because because must i accept your evil when all i thought was good i really should have listened yes i really should
told to leave you to get on and make your life a mess but i cared and loved you ,yes i do confess but i cant help someone as evil as you are because you have distroyed my life ,you went a bit too far
must i live this way ? oh why all i do is feel anger and cry and cry and cry your not the man i thought you were i wasted so much love now i sit and pray again to angels up above
one day i hope they answer me because i sent them all your way now your cruel plan makes me suffer makes me pay and what has really changed for you ? nothing yet it seems all because you run away and crush all your nice dreams
i really thought youd do it and conquer your evil world but it seems you end right back just from where you started all this grief and heartache now that family parted i dont know how you cope with that evil mood of yours mine is all in pieces washed up on the shores
must i go on .........i think i must because i promised my loving man and i will follow my moto you can if you think you can. © 2010 wind whisperer.Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 24, 2010 Last Updated on September 24, 2010 Authorwind whisperer.birmingham, west midlands, United KingdomAboutim me .......sometimes funny sometimes not love to listen and help all i can ,mother of two and have two lovely grandsons . i no longer work due to ill health .feel the need to write my ramblings down.. more..Writing
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