Poems from amanda.hanson.336
I have always loved to write. When I was younger I would dream of writing books of my own and making the characters come alive with diction.
Why is it that time flies?
I didn't know it had wings.
I always felt like it slowly ticked away
Like sand in an hour glass
The grains...
On the corner of 21st and Vine
Is a place I go from time to time.
The last time I went I brought something new
It had a barrel, trigger,...
Silence cuts me like a knife
No one knows my strain
No one knows my strife
I hope I didn't live in vain
No one knows my strain
Anxiety...
The man's fear has the taste of venom,
Or acid,
It eats at his soul.
To him,
Fear is Mount Everest,
The highest hurdle
He has ever had to...
I stand here behind a sheild so strong it has hidden me for years.
So fortified that nothing breaches it; not even my tears.
But yet this...