Jan 2011
My eyes are weary,
my time is pain.
How can I stop these tears,
that fall down like rain?
Only time knows when the road
is bright again.
Only faith knows when
we'll talk again.
So let's dance tonight
and live like there's
no tomorrow.
my time is pain.
How can I stop these tears,
that fall down like rain?
Only time knows when the road
is bright again.
Only faith knows when
we'll talk again.
So let's dance tonight
and live like there's
no tomorrow.
copyright; 2008
McNally, Inc.
This was a poem that just came to me. It's weird though because it's like a getting over a break-up poem, I'm looking back at a lot of them and I see many like this..am I like a psychic because I wrote these well I was in the relationship?
McNally, Inc.
This was a poem that just came to me. It's weird though because it's like a getting over a break-up poem, I'm looking back at a lot of them and I see many like this..am I like a psychic because I wrote these well I was in the relationship?
