Poems from tschn540
Fear of failing.
Fear of failing as a friend.
Fear of failing as a daughter.
Fear of failing as a girlfriend.
Fear of failing as a sister....
I wrote a poem it was so sad,
and into this poem I put everything I had.
When I was through and still feeling blue,
I stained the paper...
Death comes both day and night,
but if at night it shall come like a dove without bringing a fright.
Death in the day is like a gruesome...
The story of snow
begins with a white winter
until summertime.
The sound of the birds
made the people listen once
only to forget.