Poems from AlexMcCall
My person lives in my words, my image, my personality, my emotion. It all lives in my words whether poetry or stories I am my words and my words are me.
As I see out the window
The trees sway in the wind
As the storms is coming
It brings a cold icy breeze
That dons upon one’s very soul...
Space is what must come next following these words
Time will not run away from me
The deeds that come with the pain
The tears that must...
TRUE IS WHAT I HATE
THAT I KNOW FOR SURE
BECAUSE EVEN THOU I FEEL THAT PAIN IS ON ITS
WAY
I STILL BELIEVE IT’S MAY SAY
BROKEN TIME AND TIME...
THINGS ARE WHAT WE FEAR
THEY TEND TO TELL US THAT WE ARE NOTHINGS
BUT WHAT WE FEEL IS NOT WHAT WE HEAR
AND THE PAIN IS JUST A PART OF IT...
DEARLY DEPART MY TEARS FALL FOR YOU
YOU LEFT ME HEAR IN THE DARK
WITHOUT A HAND TO HOLD
WITH ALL THE THINGS I NEVER TOLD
DEARLY DEPARTED...