That was so nice ,so lovely ,just the thought of it...
Watch me now,watch me live my sickness
Watch me fall,watch me crash and burn..on my knees
I did have better days,and I know I will,but for now,want to hide from my life
Watch me tell on my sunshine that will come one day..but now let me hide
Let me one day hope that I will ever be free..but for now just want to hide ..
this talks a lot about life ,its ups and downs..
that was so nice..those words almost talked..
lovely write..
This was a powerfully written poem, many writers know the feeling of writing dark. Some embrace it, others lament it, but nearly every one writes it, for it is our duty as writers to document such times, good and bad. Well done, keep it up.
That was so nice ,so lovely ,just the thought of it...
Watch me now,watch me live my sickness
Watch me fall,watch me crash and burn..on my knees
I did have better days,and I know I will,but for now,want to hide from my life
Watch me tell on my sunshine that will come one day..but now let me hide
Let me one day hope that I will ever be free..but for now just want to hide ..
this talks a lot about life ,its ups and downs..
that was so nice..those words almost talked..
lovely write..