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Jan 2014
How I think of this feeling
This so called happiness
I try to remember when was I like this?
It just doesn't seem
That it will happen again
Because they both are gone
And I mean dead

They were my rocks
To hold me up
I guess they still are
But this whole ghost thing is hard
I wish I believed that they could be there
I wish I knew how they felt
Where they are
Is it actually really hard
Because it seems like it's the only way out
But I have a family that loves me and that's no doubt
It just gets hard considering my past
But live for the future
And hope the happiness lasts
Glayz Welch
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Glayz Welch  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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