mario-cottoWhisper

Sort
CarelessI don't care for my suffering only yours .I don't care for the cruption that has become the world. Call me careless because it's true. I don't care for any of it . / I don't care for your convertible BMW or your mansion three storys high. I don't care about your million dollar suit or your billion dollar welth. / I'm careless for the fate of the poor because they sit in their homes with ten cars in the garage and not a care in the world. I'm careless for the poor because they don't know how to react to the half blind man sitting on the curb with the hope of just keeping his faimly safe.
35
Jan 11, 2011
DeadDarkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, she's dead. / Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over my brother and decided to take another. / No one. Knew untill halfway throught the night, in the silance, at the time of change. He stood over her and let a silent tears flow from his eyes. Her pain was gone, her soul resting etirnialy with God.
39
Jan 11, 2011
Run away with meRun away from all of your fears to me where I can protect you and whipe away your tears. / To me where I can say that I'll be here every single day. Run away with me to a place where we can love one another. Your face the epitome of all that is good. It seems that heaven has sent you but I thought you would only be in my dreams. / I should be thinking about now rather then later but I'm to caught up in your eyes, oh those deep brown eyes how they run away with my heart like a poision dart sinking deep into the depths of my soul, paralizing my ability to see how in the world you belive in me.
42
Oct 25, 2010
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write