Simple life...
that's all I had in mind.
yeah! The simple kind.
Turns out I was blind
Nothing simple about this life
Nothing simple about being someone's wife
Lies will turn into sharp knife
Lies will come and hunt me in the night...
Not wanting a fight
I turn in to write
Maybe this will help me see the light
Maybe time will make it right.
I will keep my head held up high
I will not cry
I am not going to die
yet, this is me saying goodbye.
Farewell Poetry
I am leaving poems are like letters - well written from the heart ~allets~