Poems from Theonewho'ssad
Every day when I was a little kid I was physically and mentally abused even now it continues but through poetry i can relive my pain and let go for a little bit.
Every day I try to pick up all the pieces
All the memories that some how will nerver leave me
Everday your voice increases
Why don't you...
Good friend, for Jesus’ sake, forbear
To dig the dust enclosed here;
Blest be the man that spares these stones
And curst he that moves my...
When I was a kid I
Didn't undersand
Why people
Would beg to leave this place
They would call it boring
and ugly
and terrible
It was only...
Dear friend,
I thought of you Today
But that is nothing new
I thought of you yesterday
and days befor that too
I think of you in silence...