Poems from jbookworm13
The snow comes down
In its dewdrop forms
While I know that someplace, somewhere,
There is a mother who mourns.
The sun shines light
Filled...
To be in love, is to be vulnerable
You have to watch your back.
It is a sad, but true fact.
His eyes will haunt you
They are so sure....
The blood of what fills "Art"
Sustains me,
Controls me,
And tames me for another day in this world
Another day to survive the lies, the...
Alone with my own thoughts,
Hungry to change,
Thirsty for the pain.
I think of the words-
Words that hurt.
Liar, cheater, manipulator....
I see the stars
That hold a story of a life in every one
Souls, whose joy is shown through light
As bright as the sun!
The cold,
Turning...