The emptiness feeling consumes me,
hearing others asking
"What happened to her?"
Their questions meaning nothing-
at least not anymore .
The laughter that I've come so...
الموت ينتزع الروح،والهجر يترك الروح كأنها منتزعة، فهو موت لا ينتهي .
I have a few poems but i have had people tell me that they aren't poems.
This is one of my poems
The tears rolling down her face as she makes those deep gashes in her arm.
I wish I was anorexic..losing weight must be a breeze. I don't know how they do it. I wish I hated eating. I wish I hated food but I don't!! I would love to be 90-105lbs!!
I don't really write poems but I had to for class so I wrote this one. It's alright
"Silence In The Night"
She stood speechless in the dark
Tears running down her face
I wish I could change the emotional part of me. The part that makes me feel, the part that makes me so damn nice and caring. I do something nice for someone and I don't get a...
When We Two Parted -
by Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
To sever the years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder, thy kiss...
Not necessarily wish, but it's funny...I still look up and say that little poem to myself..."star light, star bright, first star I see tonight..." That one. Ever since I'm a little...