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...