a willow stands
Sometimes knowing the fact that we will be hurt still we can't control our love
Life's Ebbs and Flows.: A captive soul, ensnared
in sorrow's haze,
Let's run away... let's free ourselves of all the sorrow...
Just a really short poem I got out of my notebook...I know it's really bad!
let time heals what ever the amount of sorrow we bare...
I couldn't handle being here anymore... so a bird was created to carry my pain away from me, to do and see what I cannot.
I don't want to be the journey, I want to be the destination. I don't want to be a chapter, I want to be the whole story...
When will this wait be over? When will this weight be released from my shoulders?
Sometimes knowing the fact that we will be hurt still we can't control our love
Life's Ebbs and Flows.: A captive soul, ensnared
in sorrow's haze,
Let's run away... let's free ourselves of all the sorrow...
Just a really short poem I got out of my notebook...I know it's really bad!
let time heals what ever the amount of sorrow we bare...
I couldn't handle being here anymore... so a bird was created to carry my pain away from me, to do and see what I cannot.
I don't want to be the journey, I want to be the destination. I don't want to be a chapter, I want to be the whole story...
When will this wait be over? When will this weight be released from my shoulders?