Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
They think I'm weird
but I'm not scared
so loud, when they compare
to a girl, who's heart
and soul are damaged,
beyond repair
so they don't see
what she knows
when they won't believe
They'll start to talk
she drowns them out
beyond it all
she isn't there
somewhere else
her mind will wander
till she hears
the crash of thunder.
Nameless
Written by
Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
149
   Daylight 4U2C
Please log in to view and add comments on poems