I can't write.
Words won't come out.
Too much on my mind.
Too much hurt here.
I'm not home,
and that hurts.
Not happy,
and not with her.
I pray I'm there soon,
and pray i'll not pain so much again.
Maybe,
just maybe...
I'll be able to see her smile soon too.
as well as myself.
By: White Rose
Far be it for me to be anything special, when the only special thing I desire with me, is the special person I share my gifts with.
very cool poem and the pain you speak of is hard for some
but once you over come it everything becomes easier ,but
its that first step away from the pain that's the hardest now not everyone
has the same pain but the results are all the same this aspect of pain is
very sad ,but once you meet your goal that pain will go away.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you...
Isolate and save you from yourself
Nice poem and the fact that it's short just makes your point even clearer. Very simple and to the point. I liked this.
A white rose no longer alone
I know who's heart it is to represent
I didn't pick it, but i let it grow
For he's the one that's heaven sent. : I love you, my White Rose.: The Poop Forums
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