This is a poem created for a friend and hoe she felt today. this is not my feeling but hers. i just write the poems
Life By Ali
Tough As the bark of a tree Not a singel sound of a bee Lonely on a Cold Dark night Trying to put up a fight What is there to life? We feel confused and damaged Hated and disarrayed Gone, lost, something disappears We once had it, we once love it We feel Heartbroken at the bottom of a pit Rotting and having a Fit Blaming ourselves, our friends , our family Never do we stop loving , or Forget As we grow deep in the depths of hell The creation that fell We push a side the hand And our friends that took that stand The tears where shed The blood lay dead
-Maid-of-Wishes- · Mon Jul 04, 2005 @ 07:23am · 2 Comments |