you must be in pain
hurting from repeatedly being torn down
it shows from the poetry you choose
the songs you fall asleep to
the sorrow you eyes try to hide
but things will get better
have faith in your mothers prayers
Oct 12, 2019
Oct 12, 2019 at 1:15 AM UTC
you ask me if I talk to god
because he is important to you
and I reply saying I do
but not in the way you think
I speak to god when I’m all alone
crying and screaming and
even though no sound may come out he hears me
he understands what I am saying to him without me having to say a word
because he is always there listening and loving
just like I’ll be for you
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 10:56 PM UTC
We have holes in our hearts
That are either
Scars from the past
Or empty compartments
To be filled in the future
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
I dream of a day where I pack up and leave
somewhere far away in the heart of New York
where the only reason I can’t sleep at night
is because of the sound of the busy city
and not the sound of you breaking my heart
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC