Poems from natc66

Caked on makeup Half asleep Screams to shut up Falls in a heap   Comfort of corners Turn invisible Broken glass stirs Moods are fickle  ...
What is hope Is it the illogical sense of knowing everything will be alright? Is it stupid Is it smart   What is hope Is it wishing...
You cut into my skin Whether you know it or not You don't think it a sin I'm just an afterthought   My troubles you laugh at And you say...
The sun sets both high and low Someone lets  Their lover go   The waters deep And the birds high It's a small leap Maybe he'll fly  ...
Look up at the sky Look down at your shoes Rain is falling And tears are falling too   Say hello to your faults Say goodbye to your dreams...