Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
the only thing i can offer,
is my shoulder and the truth.

i agree the unknown can be hurtful,
so come out from under your veil,
the shadows that you call home,
join me in the light, come.

life is not sensible, so why should we be?
if we didnt give into emotions, where would humans be?
what is worse, the unknown or the untrue?
i know men are men, but there are some who are pure and true.
a conversation repeating in my head, in memory of hs
Shay-za-di
Written by
Shay-za-di  from the top of the world
(from the top of the world)   
  713
     ---, Carrie Crusoe, ---, Juniper Deel, M M M and 11 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems