Poems from theresa_marie
It's hard to sit here and stay quiet.
It's hard to sit here and be silent.
Being alive should mean being proud
It should mean being loud...
Painting the world black
Never catches the depth of
The darkness below.
When you stand alone
In the place you call home
Cutting humanity off
Hating those who you've lost
Rmember for me
What you could be
If you...
The world where I am
Has been seen by all men
Thru poets pictures
Painters visions
Actors worlds.
So why do I see
What couldn't be
How do...
Trying to push pain aside
Write it down,
Throw it away.
Trying to make it all disappear.
Yet you don't want to leave,
You pretend to be...