Whatever holds me back
won't make me stronger
I realize that
but all the stress
that chains me up
leaves me a mess.
Whatever makes me smile
can't hold me from
upcoming miles
but just one lie
out from your lips
could make me cry.
Whatever puts me in my grave
was meant to be
to late to save
but round the bend
it will be time
for it too end.
I really liked this poem. Actually I don't believe I've read a poem of yours I didn't like. You seem to be a very accomplished writer. If you don't mind I'd really appreciate it if you would look at my poems, give me your oppinions about them and give me some pointers to improve my writing.
and you are gonna die of two things
an old woman sleeping in her bed (thus being you) i.e old age
or two
you get this insane idea that sems how you are 80 and have never jumped outta a plane with a bed sheet(like i did lol) you might as well try to fly off your roof with p.j's for wings
lol k or love might kill you some day but if i can keep goin...you gottsta!
good job tho love
ash
Much Love
Ashley