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What defines my name?.
Life gave me a lesson
i have learned not to trust a person,
But what defines my name?.
Life is a big test,
Its better to wake up in the noon
knowing what to do
or where to go too.

Who am i?
Do i let every person to drive
my life?.
Why should i live my life
the way you want,
Do i need direction for in
which path to use?.
Why every step i take
you the first to judge?.
Oh my God!
who is in charge in this life?.
Is it me or them?.
Why it has to  be them to
tell me on what to do.

I repeat, Who am i?.
Yes the journey it is not determined
by where you are from
But where you are going to.
My life is unstable
i don't know who to listen,
Who to believe.

Who am i?

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I'll be there

I will be there
for you,
I know i have disappointed you alot,
I wasn't there
by the time you needed me,
Your needs weren't taken cared,
You had no shoulder to cry on,
You had no
paper to write on,
When life gave you a test,
I failed you,
I failed your love,
I made you feel so lonely like akon,
I thought i was an icon.

I let you down before,
But never say never
its time to fix things
like adults do,
I am waiting for
that sweet reply from you,
I know its hard to  separate water and salts,
We were meant to be together
as a pair of socks,
Im aint good in photography
but i picture us together,
Me and You,
theres a great picture.

I wrote this poem with a hand crafted together
with a cup full of love.

Hugs and kisses!.

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Sat here between seasons
Summer flowers withering
But autumn yet to hit
The sun's dim light slowly fades
As thicker clouds invade the sky
And my hands shake
While I start a new journal
Page one of a different life
Filled with nervous excitement
Because somewhere down the line
I will finally stop
Stop hurting
Stop hiding
Stop running
Stop lying
And start smiling
It takes time, it takes strength
It takes courage that I don't know I have
But I have to try to shake my dead leaves.

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