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I've thrown away everything. I think about my decisions, the tears they sting. Wondering what tomorrow will bring; Just another sad song for me to sing. Just another attempt to conquer this thing.
Let me slip into subconscious, Let me disappear. Turn me into fairy dust So I can float on air. Let me hide behind you, Let me run away. My frantic beating heart and brain, Still left in disarray.
While sitting in the workshop, I stare. I am not Me; I feel so bare. I am stripped of my courage; Stripped of my life. What role do I have to play later on? Obviously a Laborious wife!
I wonder if thou hath dots on thy face
I still hold onto you like a newborn baby to his mother. Stuck to you like rain in the clouds You are my heartbeat, although, I should let go I cannot let go on what's been with me for so long
If you could ask for one thing, what would it be? That was the question asked. Well, I'd pull out my magic lamp and call upon my genie,
according to some legend, when one is unable to sleep at night, it means someone is dreaming about them. now i dont know who you are or why youre dreaming of me but its 3 am.
How could you easily let go the one thing you said you love without a protest without a fight and leave it there broken walking away. You say it hurt you to release your grasp
As you bully her,
Change is hard, but growth is good and I've never seen one occur without the other unless someone is just extremely stubborn Changes of mates, change of place change of mind. It all means one thing