Poems from damagedwriter
The night is over and it’s day time.
I still feel lonely inside even tho you were just inside..
Something is missing and I can’t pinpoint...
Love is what I wanna make.. Take your time.
My body is a canvas.
Let your finger trace it.
Whisper how beautiful I am.
Kiss me like it's...
I wanna love again ya know...
But my past hurts still haunt and torture me.
How exactly am I supposed to trust him if he can't trust me to...
I'm falling... I'm falling too hard and too fast to catch myself. This guy... That guy is sooo
beautiful to me. Maybe not visibiliy wise...
We often find that life is best lived to the fullest. What happens when you live it the half way?
We're always determined to out-live one...