ive wrote about a total of about 3 poems...people say they are good but i dont think so..what about you?
ISOLATED
is anybody there?
anyone who cares?
come help me please,
im on my knees,
begging you,
to stay with me,
this feeling is so complacated,
but i know its called,
im isolated.
THE DREAMER
I dream of being someone important,
someone who everybody wants to be,
but im not,
im nobody to everyone,
just another oak in the grove,
another breeze made by wind,
in my dreams,
im the tallest oak,
the strongest breeze,
in my dreams,
im the hero,
the helper,
the wanted,
the healer,
everyone thanks me for what ive done,
what a different matter- REALITY,
you do something good,
they murmer thanks,
whisper yeah right,
scream im fine!,
life is so complacated,
dreams are so easy,
you look up and say
why not?
ROAD TO HEAVEN
you end was like a windy day,
your there and then your gone,
no painful words,
so unexpected,
you walk the road to Heaven
*whoo* like dust,
you blew away,
leaving most behind,
the only things,
you bear to carry,
your memories,
our love,
our tears and care,
will guide you there,
across the road to Heaven.
everywhere i look,
i see you in their faces,
i see you in their eyes,
why'd you have to die?
you walk the raod to Heaven.
I remember all my stupid words,
why bother?
who cares?
i long to take them,
pull them out,
throw them all away,
then grasp the good ones,
hold them tight,
keep them near,
and pray at night,
for we are with you,
rest in peace,
let God grip you,
and whisper,
welcome.
how were they? i will accept criticism.
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