Hey guys this will be my last poem I will be posting for now as theres so many but I thought this one was one I should share
shes short black hair and blue eyes that are open to look into.
shes ok shes just cold but she will love you, shes cared all of her life.
she was bullied as a child ,
her thoughts were calm but then got wild.
She ran away all day and night. go home she thought, I think I will wait untill the night.
She went home to a family who never asked why they did not know shed cry and cry ,
they never asked were she was, she was by the river looking in and wishing she was loved, she’d sit there and think all day long, shed make up storys or make up a song , She’d talk to birds that flew near and as the bird sat she would wiped away a tear. Those birds made her feel like she wasn’t alone, The wind that blew stronger when she thought somthing harder.
it was like she was never alone nature had time to feel her, As she felt it.
As she grew up she started being a teenager she forgot what it was like to be a spirit.
As she grew her thoughts and memorys dissapeared now she can only rember the times she feard.
She grew up to be a loving soft girl but she had hate in her chest.
And she thought nobody knew.
But she was wrong, as so did a few,
they knew she was tough, they knew she was strong, they knew she had hate and fight in her all along, She started to show it more and more she started to feel the devil open his door,
she abused alcohol, she abused drugs, she thought the people around her were all selfish mugs. She started fighting geting in trouble alot she had realy began to lose the plot.
Shes calmed down but still feels lost. her bigest fight it chasing the anger she feeles inside its hard as shes tried and tried. Shes angry she cant chase her anger shes afraid her anger will end her, She is working on it she will find her way. She will learn shes not here to stay. You only life once I remind her, maby she will get it, shes lost, but maby I can find her.
Being Me 