This is a poem I wrote when hope was alive and she was still with me. It's curious how the sense of one's own poem changes when the emotions have changed. It means something altogether different to me now compared to when I first wrote it.
Hope you like it.
Submitted:Mar 2, 2013 Reads: 12 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Poetry, Poem, Life, Death, Pain, Sad, About, Heart, Hurt, Depression, Romance, Hope, Hate, Sadness, Dark, Lost, Loss, Girl, My, God, You, Suicide, Alone, Broken, Fear, Me, Nature, Time, Friendship, Friends, Family, Tears, Dream, Dreams, Anger