This poem is not about me ;)
Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
This evening I look at the Sky I see a burst of magnificent colou… And I realize there’s something I Had not seen…
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,
Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
It’s the darkest night I have ever witnessed The Moon reflects on the river In a luminescent wave Here I am
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,